Saucy Santana – 1-800-Bad-Bxtch Lyrics

 

1-800-Bad-Bxtch Lyrics

 

What’s your number?
1-800-Bad-Bitch
All my bossed-up bitches raise your glasses
Make him run it up baby, work your magic
Top notch, he can’t treat me like no average

What’s your number (who that is)
1-800-Bad-Bitch
All my bossed-up bitches raise your glasses
I’m the wife type but I can get real nasty
Top notch he can’t treat me like no average

1-8-0-0 Bad-ass bitch
Call me now
Call me now

1-8-0-0 Bad-ass bitch
Call me now
Call me now

Caller 1 caught my eye but I never talked to him
‘Cause if the n**** ain’t steppin’, then I’mma walk through him
Caller 2, I hope you got them bands?!
I’d really hate to ditch you and run off with yo’ friend!
Caller 3, say something to impress me. It’s giving long winded! Boy you ‘bout to stress me
Caller 4 make no mistake
Put the icing on my cake
Make a n**** double-take
Make them bitches pump the brakes

Acting like he player, I’mma walk him like a dog
Pulling on his wallet, I’mma walk ‘em through the mall
Caller 5 kinda tall, pockets hella thick
Love him like a brother, treat him like a trick
Caller 6 ain’t no better
Caller 7 make me wetter
Think he slick but I’m clever
Caller 8! Have yo’ shit together
If that n**** being cheap. You can pass on ‘em.
Gotta make him spend a tag! Blow bag on it