Shisha lyrics

by

City Girls


[Intro: Saucy Santana]
Goddamn
n*ggas on my body and sh*t
Jeans painted on and sh*t
Porsche right, I don't need no ice
Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha (Mm)
It's Trax season, bruh

[Chorus: Saucy Santana & Yung Miami]
Where the shisha? (Where the shisha?)
Lookin' for a thick b*tch named Keisha
Dope boy, where the reefer? (Where the reefer?)
Blowin' pound, eyes low like geisha (Like geisha)
pus*y good, make him sing like Aretha (Like Aretha)
Wild-ass b*tch, I don't need no housekeeper
If he got a big bag, he a keeper (Uh)
But I'm still livin' single, Queen Latifah (Miami)

[Verse 1: Yung Miami & JT]
Get involved wit' a n*gga, make him pay for it (Where the cash at?)
Boy, you stu— stu— stutter like you can't afford it
Send the money, send the wire, n*gga, transport it
Ass jiggle when I walk so he can't ignore it (Ow)
Shorty, come and get your mans (b*tch)
Pretty b*tch, eatin' lamb in his Lamb'
I only took him 'cause I can (Haha)
pus*y sweet, n*gga say I got the yams (Uh)
Rich n*gga better know what to do wit' it (Uh)
Climb up in this sh*t, n*gga, act a fool wit' it
pus*y fat, thighs thick like cold grits (Haha)
b*tch, I'm Yung Miami, who you f*ckin' wit', b*tch? (Hold up, hold up)
[Verse 2: JT & Saucy Santana]
Where the shisha? (Pass me the hookah)
Dark skin, no belly, I'm Keisha (I'm bad)
Trick a n*gga, smoke all his reefer
City Girl sh*t, n*gga, swipe them Visas
I get them racks
f*cked him in my heels, got a mill' back
Break a b*tch off like a Kit Kat
He say I'm a meal, snack (n*gga, chew this ass)
I got a coupe, but I came in a Uber
He a good guy, hope he came wit' a shooter
Bad b*tch, nah, you can't number two her (Nah)
If your b*tch home, gotta pack up and move her (Move her)

[Chorus: Saucy Santana]
b*tch, where the shisha? (Where the shisha?)
Lookin' for a thick b*tch named Keisha
Dope boy, where the reefer? (Where the reefer?)
Blowin' pound, eyes low like geisha (Like geisha)
pus*y good, make him sing like Aretha (Like Aretha)
Wild-ass b*tch, I don't need no housekeeper
If he got a big bag, he a keeper
But I'm still livin' single, Queen Latifah

[Verse 3: Saucy Santana]
And you ain't gotta see me with him, I'ma brag on his bag
Takin' pictures while he sleep, ho, you goin' out sad (Sad)
Long money, long hair, livin' lavish (Lavish)
Hit the gallery, b*tch, in my Lanvins
pus*y good, so I use my advantage (Ow)
Pipe down, I ain't mean to do damage
Just spent his money faster than he can manage (Ching)
Pretty-ass face and I'm thicker than a sammich (Uh)
Boy, 'fore you talk to me, better take a number
Need a big di*k baller with the lumber
Money green, di*k thick like a cuc*mber (Yeah)
I don't want a rattlesnake, I want a anaconda
Sigh, rastafari
Bust, ras, bust, di*k make me pum cry
Batty boy pus*y, make 'em feel high
di*k so good, make me pum lie
[Chorus: Saucy Santana]
Where the shisha? (Where the shisha?)
Lookin' for a thick b*tch named Keisha
Dope boy, where the reefer? (Where the reefer?)
Blowin' pound, eyes low like geisha (Like geisha)
pus*y good, make him sing like Aretha (Like Aretha)
Wild-ass b*tch, I don't need no housekeeper (Housekeeper)
If he got a big bag, he a keeper (He a keeper)
But I'm still livin' single, Queen Latifah
Where the shisha? (Where the shisha?)
Lookin' for a thick b*tch named Keisha
Dope boy, where the reefer? (Where the reefer?)
Blowin' pound, eyes low like geisha (Like geisha)
pus*y good, make him sing like Aretha (Like Aretha)
Wild-ass b*tch, I don't need no housekeeper (Housekeeper)
If he got a big bag, he a keeper (He a keeper)
But I'm still livin' single, Queen Latifah
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