"Pretty" lyrics
TiaCorine & Saweetie Lyrics
I just woke up
And I gotta thank God that I'm pretty
A hundred thousand bitches in the world
And can't not one fuck with me
Yeah you can see it from the front
'Cause the back shots busting like a semi
I keep my waist on slim
And bank account on heavy
I'm feeling like 50
'Cause these men. I got too many
I think I'm most-wanted
'Cause these bitches wanna end me
Blow the za in the wind
And let 'em go
Like the fucks I'm giving
A hundred million niggas in the world
And can't not one fuck with me
I count blue bill dollars in your face
Got a thick bitch shaking in the A
Goddamn
I don't care
I can't feel no type of way
On a island
Where I spend a holiday
How you're real but you're fuckin with a lame?
Keep it real
I be singing through the pain
That my twin
If I cock
He going bang
Chopper dance
Chopper sing
Chopper rain
This some rich shit
Put a hundred dollars
On my bitches
Wishes
Got the finest nigga
Doing dishes
Kisses
He going give the kitty
When he finish
Spinach
I been counting money for a minute
On the real
You can call me when you sad
Pull it over
We can do it in the back
Keep it real
You never seen it like that
If it's real
Tell these hoes where you at
I just woke up
And I gotta thank God that I'm pretty
A hundred thousand bitches in the world
And can't none one fuck with me
Yeah you can see it from the front
'Cause the back shots busting like a semi
I keep my waist on slim
And bank account on heavy
I'm feeling like 50
'Cause these men. I got too many
I think I'm most-wanted
'Cause these bitches wanna end me
Blow the za in the wind
And let 'em go
Like the fucks I'm giving
A hundred million niggas in the world
And can't not one fuck with me
I've been giving nigga hell for a minute
And anything you see these bitches doing I'm inventing
Bitches think they're fly
Ain't even got the spirit
Ass got the British boys on rock like Plymouth
Look at me and look at you
What's the pros and cons?
I'm a pro and you're a con
What the fuck is you on?
Angel's face
He's a heaven
It's the scent of my thong
And every time he missing me, he masturbates to my song
You oh you like me hard on my photo
Don't do it from no finsta
Let all these hoes know
Said I wanted sushi so he flew me to Kyoto
Running through rodeo he ain't tripping off the total
Just looked at myself in the mirror
I just at me tip me
He told me that I taste like sugar and that's why my name Saweetie
I just woke up
And I gotta thank God that I'm pretty
A hundred thousand bitches in the world
And can't none one fuck with me
Yeah you can see it from the front
'Cause the back shots busting like a semi
I keep my waist on slim
And bank account on heavy
I'm feeling like 50
'Cause these men. I got too many
I think I'm most-wanted
'Cause these bitches wanna end me
Blow the za in the wind
And let 'em go
Like the fucks I'm giving
A hundred million niggas in the world
And can't not one fuck with me
And I gotta thank God that I'm pretty
A hundred thousand bitches in the world
And can't not one fuck with me
Yeah you can see it from the front
'Cause the back shots busting like a semi
I keep my waist on slim
And bank account on heavy
I'm feeling like 50
'Cause these men. I got too many
I think I'm most-wanted
'Cause these bitches wanna end me
Blow the za in the wind
And let 'em go
Like the fucks I'm giving
A hundred million niggas in the world
And can't not one fuck with me
I count blue bill dollars in your face
Got a thick bitch shaking in the A
Goddamn
I don't care
I can't feel no type of way
On a island
Where I spend a holiday
How you're real but you're fuckin with a lame?
Keep it real
I be singing through the pain
That my twin
If I cock
He going bang
Chopper dance
Chopper sing
Chopper rain
This some rich shit
Put a hundred dollars
On my bitches
Wishes
Got the finest nigga
Doing dishes
Kisses
He going give the kitty
When he finish
Spinach
I been counting money for a minute
On the real
You can call me when you sad
Pull it over
We can do it in the back
Keep it real
You never seen it like that
If it's real
Tell these hoes where you at
I just woke up
And I gotta thank God that I'm pretty
A hundred thousand bitches in the world
And can't none one fuck with me
Yeah you can see it from the front
'Cause the back shots busting like a semi
I keep my waist on slim
And bank account on heavy
I'm feeling like 50
'Cause these men. I got too many
I think I'm most-wanted
'Cause these bitches wanna end me
Blow the za in the wind
And let 'em go
Like the fucks I'm giving
A hundred million niggas in the world
And can't not one fuck with me
I've been giving nigga hell for a minute
And anything you see these bitches doing I'm inventing
Bitches think they're fly
Ain't even got the spirit
Ass got the British boys on rock like Plymouth
Look at me and look at you
What's the pros and cons?
I'm a pro and you're a con
What the fuck is you on?
Angel's face
He's a heaven
It's the scent of my thong
And every time he missing me, he masturbates to my song
You oh you like me hard on my photo
Don't do it from no finsta
Let all these hoes know
Said I wanted sushi so he flew me to Kyoto
Running through rodeo he ain't tripping off the total
Just looked at myself in the mirror
I just at me tip me
He told me that I taste like sugar and that's why my name Saweetie
I just woke up
And I gotta thank God that I'm pretty
A hundred thousand bitches in the world
And can't none one fuck with me
Yeah you can see it from the front
'Cause the back shots busting like a semi
I keep my waist on slim
And bank account on heavy
I'm feeling like 50
'Cause these men. I got too many
I think I'm most-wanted
'Cause these bitches wanna end me
Blow the za in the wind
And let 'em go
Like the fucks I'm giving
A hundred million niggas in the world
And can't not one fuck with me
