Super Saucy, Saucy

Super Saucy, Saucy

Super Saucy, Saucy

Your so Sau-cy

Super Saucy. Saucy

Super Saucy, Saucy

Super Saucy, Saucy

Your so Sau-cy





Sexy butterfly, skin tone butterscotch

The finest linen, the type of is she love to cop

The miss Stiletto heels, she a fan of Barcelona

She hating attention, but every naked eye on her

Straight out of Arizona, I told her that I'm a loner

I'm offering crystal, but she prefer lime and Corona

Super Saucy, Sergio Rossi Sandals

And when she in the Jacuzzi ooh, she lighting candles

Stunting all the way across the floor for sure

Freshly molded by the hands of the lord and oh

Heavens angel, curves in every angle

Time play two to tango, bring the hook sang





You're the apple of my eye

I'm feeling like a drug I'm so high

Everything is so sweet

Like a peach, strawberry baby your saucy

So take a ride with me off in the whip

I'll push the keys to you just let me

Everything is so sweet

Like a peach, strawberry baby your saucy





Uh, I'm trying to get it crunk-a-lating between us I'm saying

You on the brink of bubble-lating, your body's displaying

And I'm a spitter on the come up been patiently waiting

To tour Jamaica, maybe meet a couple Jamaicans

That makes us equally compatible, expectations

For you its education, for me is to rock the nation

Now that's a combination we should be modulating

Crunching on Greek salad under some conversation

Sipping on apple pucker twerping that mariachi

I'm digging the purse, your matching, that's authentic Gucci

And you the chick that I been searching for across the globe

And I just wanted you to know…









Lets get it crunk-a-lating

Lets get it bubble-lating

You got the Motts and I'm a boss

Yeah that I'm saying