Lyrics Saucy Santana – Outta Time

Wave your hands in the air
Wiggle it, jiggle it, like you just don’t care
He a broke nigga let him know
If he ain’t breakin’ bread then he gotta go

Call me Trixie how I’m trickin’
Call me Ronnie how I’m pimpin’
Call me Diamond how I’m dancin’
Call me Dasher how I’m prancin’
All y’all hoes better get like me
No ring but pull strings like wifey
I’ma make a movie baby call me Spike Lee
Badass bitch you know not to try me
Ah, ah, ah
That’s the sound when I’m whammin’ in the club
Fire, fire, fire
That’s the sound when I’m hangin’ with the thugs
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Put that pussy down his throat

Wave your hands in the air
Wiggle it, jiggle it, like you just don’t care
He a broke nigga let him know
If he ain’t breakin’ bread then he gotta go
Wave your hands in the air
Wiggle it, jiggle it, like you just don’t care
He a broke nigga let him know
If he ain’t breakin’ bread then he gotta go
You gotta go, boy, you outta line
You gotta go, boy, you outta time
Big bank, no nickel and dime
You slip, I slide, it’s my time to shine
You gotta go, boy, you outta line
You gotta go, boy, you outta time
Big bank, no nickel and dime
You slip, I slide, it’s my time to shine

I pop pussy, he pop pills
No free cat, deal or no deal
Take it to trial, I’m gon’ appeal
Cheap ass hoe deserve a happy meal
Cut the check like a Nike deal
Bald head hoe, call her Lil Bill
I know niggas that will kill
Bang the cock, always packin’ the steel
Money make the world go round
I like my cheese pound for pound
Big booty hoes scrub the ground
Spin the pussy like a merry-go-round
Bada bing, bada boom
Cheap men clear the room
I’m the bomb, tick boom
Turn this up girl, this my tune

Wave your hands in the air
Wiggle it, jiggle it, like you just don’t care
He a broke nigga let him know
If he ain’t breakin’ bread then he gotta go
Wave your hands in the air
Wiggle it, jiggle it, like you just don’t care
He a broke nigga let him know
If he ain’t breakin’ bread then he gotta go
You gotta go, boy, you outta line
You gotta go, boy, you outta time
Big bank, no nickel and dime
You slip, I slide, it’s my time to shine
You gotta go, boy, you outta line
You gotta go, boy, you outta time
Big bank, no nickel and dime
You slip, I slide, it’s my time to shine

Na na boo boo, no free fucking
Hoe all year, ain’t no cuffing
Ah, ah ah ah
Na na boo boo, no free fucking
Hoe all year, nigga, ain’t no cuffing
Ah, ah ah ah
Na na boo boo, no free fucking
Hoe all year, nigga, ain’t no cuffing
Tre Trax, I think we got one
It’s trap season, bruh
It’s trap season, bruh!