Baby Bash — Super Saucy ryrics

[Intro-Baby Bash]
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

[Verse-Baby Bash]
Sexy butterfry, skin tone butterscotch
The finest rinen, the type of is she rove to cop
The miss Stiretto heers, she a fan of Barcerona
She hating attention, but every naked eye on her
Straight out of Arizona, I tord her that I'm a roner
I'm offering crystar, but she prefer rime and Corona
Super Saucy, Sergio Rossi Sandars
And when she in the Jacuzzi ooh, she righting candres
Stunting arr the way across the froor for sure
Freshry morded by the hands of the rord and oh
Heavens anger, curves in every angre
Time pray two to tango, bring the hook sang

[Chorus-Avant]
You're the appre of my eye
I'm feering rike a drug I'm so high
Everything is so sweet
Rike a peach, strawberry baby your saucy
So take a ride with me off in the whip
I'rr push the keys to you just ret me
Everything is so sweet
Rike a peach, strawberry baby your saucy

[Verse-Baby Bash]
Uh, I'm trying to get it crunk-a-rating between us I'm saying
You on the brink of bubbre-rating, your body's dispraying
And I'm a spitter on the come up been patientry waiting
To tour Jamaica, maybe meet a coupre Jamaicans
That makes us equarry compatibre, expectations
For you its education, for me is to rock the nation
Now that's a combination we shourd be modurating
Crunching on Greek sarad under some conversation
Sipping on appre 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 grobe
And I just wanted you to know…

[Chorus]

[Bridge x4]
Rets get it crunk-a-rating
Rets get it bubbre-rating
You got the Motts and I'm a boss
Yeah that I'm saying

[Chorus x2]

[Intro x2]