Do A b*tch (Saucy Santana Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Kali]
Yeah
Kali (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Kali]
He wanna pop out (Yeah)
I wanna rock out, call when I'm in town (Ooh)
f*ck do you mean?
I don't want that n*gga, my IG just stay on his screen (Yeah)
Pretty b*tch (Ayy)
Yeah, he know that I'm with the sh*ts (Grrah)
My friend got a n*gga and trickin' your n*gga
But I really ain't see the sh*t (Really ain't see the sh*t)
Yeah, he have it for real but won't give it up (Give it up)
Put this cake in his face just to shut him up (Shh)
Got him telling his friends that he was my mans (What the f*ck?)
Now I'm calling my mans just to stick him up (What the f*ck?)
Finna do him up

[Chorus: Kali]
He keep the blicky, blicky
These n*ggas be telling, I call 'em Mickey (Doo-doo-doo)
Don't play 'bout his b*tch, it get sticky, sticky (Ayy)
Pretty b*tch but that ass is on thicky, thicky (Ayy, ayy)
Talk to me nice or don't speak at all (Don't speak at all)
Need 'em darkskin, tatted, and hella tall (Ooh)
He gon' add to them fifty-six missed calls (Brr)
'Cause I'm back on my bully, b*tch, you know I'll do a b*tch (Ayy)
[Verse 2: Kali]
Out of town and your n*gga want a photo, hold on
I just hopped out the four-door (Skrrt)
He wanna f*ck, but I told his ass, "No, no"
That is a no-go, Black b*tch cocoa, yeah (Ayy)
You know we keep a semi (Grrah)
Glock with a di*k and it come with titties (Brr)
He wanna ride a b*tch, f*ck around, fight a b*tch (Ooh)
But I guarantee b*tches won't try this sh*t (b*tch)

[Chorus: Kali]
He keep the blicky, blicky
These n*ggas be telling, I call 'em Mickey (Doo-doo-doo)
Don't play 'bout his b*tch, it get sticky, sticky (Ayy)
Pretty b*tch but that ass is on thicky, thicky (Ayy, ayy)
Talk to me nice or don't speak at all (Don't speak at all)
Need 'em darkskin, tatted, and hella tall (Ooh)
He gon' add to them fifty-six missed calls (Brr)
'Cause I'm back on my bully, b*tch, you know I'll do a b*tch (Ayy)

[Verse 3: Saucy Santana]
Make your n*gga pop out (Pop out)
Go dump the Glock out (Rrah)
Drop-top with his c*ck out (Mmm)
The f*ck do you mean?
Boy, spend your check, must be stupid or dumb off that lean
Santana, b*tch (Yeah)
I cannot talk 'til you buy me this (Buy me)
Big ballers only, no hit or miss (Nah)
b*tch, I'm a hoochie, I'm not your miss
Grippin' on the stick, he like my nails long (Mmm)
Please stop blowin' up the cell phone
He a lil' busy right now, you gotta hold on (Like)
Don't ask me no questions, you just get the dial tone
[Chorus: Kali]
He keep the blicky, blicky
These n*ggas be telling, I call 'em Mickey (Doo-doo-doo)
Don't play 'bout his b*tch, it get sticky, sticky (Ayy)
Pretty b*tch but that ass is on thicky, thicky (Ayy, ayy)
Talk to me nice or don't speak at all (Don't speak at all)
Need 'em darkskin, tatted, and hella tall (Ooh)
He gon' add to them fifty-six missed calls (Brr)
'Cause I'm back on my bully, b*tch, you know I'll do a b*tch (Ayy)

[Outro: Kali]
Do a b*tch, do a b*tch
You know I'll do a b*tch
Do a b*tch, do a b*tch
You know I'll do a b*tch