- Votes:
- Composers:
- Myron Lavell Avant
- Sebastian Ponti Jessop
- Angel Lafaele Noa
 
- See also:
Baby Bash - Super Saucy lyrics
Oh, yeah, baby
 Super saucy, saucy, super saucy, saucy
 Super saucy, saucy, you're so saucy
 Super saucy. saucy, super saucy, saucy
 Super saucy, saucy, you're so saucy
 Sexy butterfly, skin tone butterscotch
 The finest linen, the type of ish she love to cop
 The Miss Stiletto heels, she a fan of Barcelona
 She hatin' attention, but every naked eye on her
 Straight out of Arizona, I told her that I'm a loner
 I'm offerin' crystal, but she prefer lime and Corona
 Super saucy, Sergio Rossi sandals
 And when she in the Jacuzzi ooh, she lightin' candles
 Stuntin' 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 to play two to tango, bring the hook sang
 You're the apple of my eye
 I'm feelin' like a drug I'm so high
 Everythin' is so sweet
 Like a peach, strawberry baby you're saucy
 So take a ride with me off in the whip
 I'll push the keys to you just let me
 Your everythin' is so sweet
 Like a peach, strawberry baby you're saucy
 Uh, I'm tryin' to get it crunk-a-latin' between us I'm sayin'
 You on the brink of bubble-latin', your body's displayin'
 And I'm a spitter on the come up been patiently waitin'
 To tour Jamaica, maybe meet a couple Jamaicans
 That makes us equally compatible, expectations
 For you it's education, for me is to rock the nation
 Now that's a combination we should be modulatin'
 Crunchin' on Greek salad under some conversation
 Sippin' on apple pucker twerpin' that mariuchi
 I'm diggin' the purse, your matchin', that's authentic Guuci
 And you the chick that I been searchin' for across the globe
 And I just wanted you to know
 You're the apple of my eye
 I'm feelin' like a drug I'm so high
 Your everythin' is so sweet
 Like a peach, strawberry baby you're saucyBaby Bash - Super Saucy - http://motolyrics.com/baby-bash/super-saucy-lyrics.html
 So take a ride with me off in the whip
 I'll push the keys to you just let me
 Your everythin' is so sweet
 Like a peach, strawberry baby you're saucy
 Let's get it crunk-a-latin'
 Let's get it bubble-latin'
 You got the Motts and I'm a boss
 Yeah, that I'm sayin'
 Lets get it crunk-a-latin'
 Lets get it bubble-latin
 You got the Motts and I'm a boss
 Yeah, that I'm sayin'
 Lets get it crunk-a-latin'
 Lets get it bubble-latin'
 You got the Motts and I'm a boss
 Yeah, that I'm sayin'
 Lets get it crunk-a-latin'
 Lets get it bubble-latin'
 You got the Motts and I'm a boss
 Yeah, that I'm sayin'
 You're the apple of my eye
 I'm feelin' like a drug I'm so high
 Your everythin' is so sweet
 Like a peach, strawberry baby you're saucy
 So take a ride with me off in the whip
 I'll push the keys to you just let me
 Your everythin' is so sweet
 Like a peach, strawberry baby you're saucy
 You're the apple of my eye
 I'm feelin' like a drug I'm so high
 Your everythin' is so sweet
 Like a peach, strawberry baby you're saucy
 So take a ride with me off in the whip
 I'll push the keys to you just let me
 Your everythin' is so sweet
 Like a peach, strawberry baby you're saucy
 Super saucy, saucy, super saucy, saucy
 Super saucy, saucy, you're so saucy
 Super saucy. saucy, super saucy, saucy
 Super saucy, saucy, you're so saucy
















