Sky Santana Gotta Lotta Lyrics

Intro
Gotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta

Verse 1
Look at me
Bitch i'm a star
Dressed to the tenz
Yeah i'm dressed for the part
Ready to drink
Bitch i'm dressed for the bar
Some even think that i'm nicki from far
Cute lil waist
And she cute in the face
She a heart throb
That they can not take
Chew it up, bubble gum
Fish on a plate
Everytime they gag
Sayin' "bitch you ate!"
See i'm the type of bitch niggas tryna wifey
And that's prolly why the girls wanna fight me
You know i never get checked like nike
Body like this its very unlikely
Big ole booty is a blessing
I'ma throw that shit so he can catch it
I'ma use what i got, what i'm blessed with
Said tonight, lil shawty she finessin'

HOOK
Bitch, i'm broke
Ain't got no cash
Ain't no bread
Inside my stash
(know how we can handle that?)
Got a question i need to ask
Do you take
(ass)
Cause i gotta lotta
(that)
Said i gotta lotta
X2

Verse 2
Look at me
Bitch im a KI
Running this game
Said this bitch in the lead
All the girls wanna come play for her team All the girls wanna come hang wit chi chi
Cus she killing em. dead. casket
Bitch up to no good
Baddest
Wit her fenty face
Girl she a savage
Only got one question she gone ask it

Hook
Bitch, i'm broke
Ain't got no cash (ain't got no cash)
Ain't no bread
Inside my stash (my stash, my stash)
(know how we can handle that?)
Got a question i need to ask
Do you take
(ass)
Cause i gotta lotta
(that)
Said i gotta lotta
X2

Verse 3
(watch me)
Twerk on the beat
(watch me)
Twerk on my feet
(watch me)
Twerk in the heat
(but don't make me)
Twerk on the street
On the street
On the street
On the street
On the street
On the street
On the street
On the street
(don't make me)
Street
On the street
On the street
On the street
On the street
On the street
On the street
(don't make me)

Hook 3
Bitch, i'm broke
Ain't got no cash (ain't got no cash)
Ain't no bread
Inside my stash (my stash, my stash)
(know how we can handle that?)
Got a question i need to ask
Do you take