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ft. baby bash..

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 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 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 ??? sandals 
And when she in the Jacuzzi ooh, she lighting 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 play two to tango, bring the hook sang

[Chorus-Avant] 
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

[Verse-Baby Bash] 
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 mariuchi 
I'm digging the purse, your matching, that's authentic guuchi 
And you the chick that I been searching for across the globe 
And I just wanted you to know…

[Chorus]

[Bridge][x4] 
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

[Chorus][x2}

[Intro][x2]

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