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Saweetie – SHOT O’ CLOCK Lyrics

Saweetie – SHOT O’ CLOCK ( Lyrics) Letra Lyrics Saweetie Saweetie – SHOT O’ CLOCK ( Lyrics)

We gon’ turn up at the party

Taking shots off of my body

Pour me up

[CHORUS]

1 shot, 2 shot, 3 shots

(Ayyyyy) Shot o’clock

(Uno, dos, tres) Shot o’clock

Diamonds in my cup

So I want it on the rocks

Pour it, pour it, pour it (Po me up) (x3)

BYOB Don’t be looking in my cup

[VERSE 1]

Tonight we gettin white girl wasted (ay)

Clique full of baddies, no basics (ay)

This gon’ be an Icy Girl favorite (ay)

Shots got me leaning like the Matrix

All my bitches bend it over, look back at it and bust it

I’m the one that made him buy you Birkins just to touch it

Wap wap wap wap wap wap

Make them hips roll

Drop it down, get low

If you a bad bitch

[CHORUS]

1 shot, 2 shot, 3 shots

(Uno, dos, tres) Shot o’clock (x2)

Diamonds in my cup

So I want it on the rocks (Icy)

Uno, dos, tres

Pour me up

Pour it, pour it, pour it, (Po me up) (x2)

BYOB Don’t be looking in my cup

[VERSE 2]

Ay, he braggin he got stars in the Wraith (lame)

I’m tryna get stars on the Walk of Fame

Ay when it’s this Icy you gotta slurp it

Crocodile boots, eat this apple like a serpent

White toes steppin on these bitches for my spot

Real Blaisan bitch I can whip it in the WOK

Lil bad B

Based God

Wop wop

Bust down, cocaina

I’m the dopest on the block

[CHORUS]

1 shot, 2 shot, 3 shots

(Uno dos tres) Shot o’clock

(Uno dos tres) Shot o’clock

Diamonds in my cup

So I want it on the rocks

Uno, dos, tres

Pour me up

Pour it, pour it, pour it, (Po me up) (x2)

BYOB Don’t be looking in my cup

[BRIDGE OUTRO]

We gon turn up at the party

Takin shots off of my body

Got me feelin hella naughty

Sneaky link don’t tell nobody

(Uno, dos, tres) Po me up (x3)

BYOB Don’t be looking in my cup

If you don’t finance her

You are not the answer

Said you want a Saweetie with a body like a dancer

Ricky romance her

Go and get your bands up

I 69 and drown him in my water like a Cancer (x2)
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Saweetie, YG, & Tyga – BIRTHDAY Lyrics

Saweetie, YG, & Tyga – BIRTHDAY ( Lyrics) Letra Lyrics Saweetie Saweetie, YG, & Tyga – BIRTHDAY ( Lyrics)

Going live on my birthday
Spent a hundred RACKS on a new chain
Bitches going dumb, we going insane
You can race wit us but it ain’t safe

Going live on my birthday
Spent a hundred RACKS on a new chain
Bitches going dumb, we going insane
You can race wit us but it ain’t safe

Ay, going live it’s your birthday
You a bad bitch let me move you to LA
Heard you fucked a few rappers
Told her its ok
Imma still fuck the bitch anyway
All black Maybach you can ride it any day
Bum bitches in my ear tell ‘em move out the way

Meet my best friend ben frank throw it in your face
Blown all this cake aint lookin for a soulmate
How can I trust a bitch she can’t even walk straight
Hit me on my facetime I aint tryna see the face
I’m insane got game like EA
Sportin all these chains you won’t find these on Ebay
Broke ass niggas

Going live on my birthday

Spent a hundred RACKS on a new chain

Bitches going dumb, we going insane

You can race wit us but it ain’t safe

Going live on my birthday

Spent a hundred RACKS on a new chain

Bitches going dumb, we going insane

You can race wit us but it ain’t safe

Pull up in this bitch with my birthday twin
Body’s gonna body in a big body Benz
Imma bring my bitches bring your rich nigga friends
From the jet to the yacht, naked in the south of France

It’s my birthday bitch these my birthday rules
I aint spendin nothing all the drinks on you
I hope that aint your nigga cause he tryna get loose
See me coming through and a bitch better move

Lil’ brat imma get what I want
(That’s right)
Eight shots imma act like a hoe
Say the liquor make me nasty nigga so?
If you fuckin up my vibe you gotta go.

Going live on my birthday

Spent a hundred RACKS on a new chain

Bitches going dumb, we going insane

You can race wit us but it ain’t safe

Going live on my birthday

Spent a hundred RACKS on a new chain

Bitches going dumb, we going insane

You can race wit us but it ain’t safe

Talk to her crazy that’s her birthday wish
So I told her happy birthday bitch

Ass fat give it a Hersey kiss
Mushrooms while in Turks a birthday trip

Made it to another year she thank the lord
She must be Christian wit all this Christian diiiiior

When she pop out you know it’s on the floor
You model in magazine she be in the Forbes

Your birthday gift better be pricey
“FUCK THOUGHTFUL” she rather it icy

Bad bitch cant buy her no nikes
For her birthday I treat her like she wifey

Going live on my birthday

Spent a hundred RACKS on a new chain

Bitches going dumb, we going insane

You can race wit us but it ain’t safe

Going live on my birthday

Spent a hundred RACKS on a new chain

Bitches going dumb, we going insane

You can race wit us but it ain’t safe
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Saweetie – Closer

Saweetie – Closer Lyrics
Closer Lyrics, Letra:

Pre-Chorus: H.E.R.
Hold me closer
It’s the freak in me, I wanna show ya
It feels so good, don’t want it to be over
And I ride it, I know that you like it
Come closer, it’s the freak in me

Chorus: H.E.R.
I want you, you, you
I love everything you do, do, do
I do anything for you, you, you
I love everything you do, do, do
It’s the freak in me, I want—

Verse 1: Saweetie
I wanna fall in love for the weekend
Three boyfriends, I don’t know where I’m sleepin’ (Uh-huh)
We be thuggin’, clubbin’, fuckin’
Order room service when we done, that’s the sequence
He know I’m a classy nympho
Keep it simplе, you know what you here for
Tell thе concierge let you up with the key code
All his ice on but he ‘bout to catch a heat stroke
You got everything that I like
You don’t eat the booty, you lyin’
Caught you mixing liquors, you might
Hold me tight and pull me
Pre-Chorus: H.E.R.
Hold me closer
It’s the freak in me, I wanna show ya
It feels so good, don’t want it to be over
And I ride it, I know that you like it
Come closer, it’s the freak in me

Chorus: H.E.R.
I want you, you, you
I love everything you do, do, do
I do anything for you, you, you
I love everything you do, do, do
It’s the freak in me, I want—

Verse 2: Saweetie
Want a quickie in my rose on my Hermès leather
No shoes in my car ‘cause my floor mats feather
Ain’t trippin’ if it rain ‘cause it came with umbrellas, it get wetter
I got ‘em sending Birkins on my birthday
I ain’t never met him, he don’t even know my birth name
Liking all my pics, so I know he like ‘em curvy
Crush on a it boy, want him in the worst way
I just roll the dice, only store him under nick names
Icy, muah, ooh, la-la (Icy)
Take them eight inch out them drawers
Da Vinci dick, come paint these walls
Hold me closer, ooh, ce soir
Pre-Chorus: H.E.R. & Saweetie
Hold me closer (Closer)
It’s the freak in me, I wanna show ya (Let me show ya, babe)
It feels so good, don’t want it to be over
And I ride it, I know that you like it
Come closer, it’s the freak in me

Chorus: H.E.R. & Saweetie
I want you, you, you
I love everything you do, do, do (Everything you do)
I do anything for you, you, you
I love everything you do, do, do (Yeah, I do, baby)
It’s the freak in me, I want—