1-800-Bad-Bxtch Lyrics – Saucy Santana

1-800-Bad-Bxtch Lyrics by Saucy Santana

What’s yo’ number? 1-800-Bad-b#tch
All my bossed up b#tches raise yo’ glasses
Make him run it up, baby, work yo’ magic
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average

What’s yo’ number? (Who that is?) 1-800-Bad-b#tch
All my bossed up b#tches raise yo’ glasses
I’m the wifey type, but I can get real nasty
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average

1-800-Bad-Ass-b#tch
Call me now, call me now
1-800-Bad-Ass-b#tch
Call me now, call me now

Caller one caught my eye, but I never talk to ’em
‘Cause if the n#gg# ain’t steppin’, thеn I’ma walk through ’em
Caller two, I hope you got thеm bands
I really hate to ditch you and run off with your friends

Caller three, say somethin’ to impress me
It’s givin’ long winded, boy, you ’bout to stress me
Caller four made no mistake, put the icin’ on my cake
Make a n#gg# double take, make the b#tches pump the brakes

What’s yo’ number? 1-800-Bad-b#tch
All my bossed up b#tches raise yo’ glasses
Make him run it up, baby, work yo’ magic
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average

What’s yo’ number? (Who that is?) 1-800-Bad-b#tch
All my bossed up b#tches raise yo’ glasses
I’m the wifey type, but I can get real nasty
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average

1-800-Bad-Ass-b#tch
Call me now, call me now
1-800-Bad-Ass-b#tch
Call me now, call me now

Actin’ like he player? I’ma walk him like a dog
Pullin’ on his wallet? I’ma walk him through the mall
Caller five, kinda tall (Uh-huh), pockets hella thick (Okay)
Love him like a brother, threat him like a trick

Caller six, ain’t no better
Caller seven made me wetter
Think he’s slick, but I’m clever
Caller eight, have yo’ sh#t together

If that n#gg# being cheap, you can pass on him (Bye)
Gotta make him spend a tag, blow a bag on it (Ching)
What’s yo’ number? 1-800-Bad-b#tch
All my bossed up b#tches raise yo’ glasses

Make him run it up, baby, work yo’ magic
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average
What’s yo’ number? (Who that is?) 1-800-Bad-b#tch
All my bossed up b#tches raise yo’ glasses

I’m the wifey type, but I can get real nasty
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average
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Saucy Santana Lyrics – 1-800-Bad-Bxtch

Saucy Santana

1-800-Bad-Bxtch