Correction Paroles You Can’t Kill Me par Saucy Santana

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I'm a bad b*t*h, you can't kill me

Guess who's back? (TreTrax I think we got?one,?ha)

Get me a?band-aid and let's go home (Let's?go home)

It's Saucy Santana

Celebrity, I'm- (Celebrity, I-)

It's Trax season, bruh

(Chorus)
Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*t*h, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)

Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*t*h, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me

Let me tell y'all the story (Uh-huh)
Riding through Miami, it was glory (we had a ball)
The stripper hoes, they adore me
I'm doing sh*t the girls couldn't do before me (Nope)
It always be
That one lame n***a (Sorry a**)
Who couldn't take so he had to pull the trigger (Pull the trigger)
The labels calling, the deals getting bigger
I went back to my hood and had a cookout with my n***as
Rolls Royce riding (Riding)
I had a bunch of bad b*t*hes, we was vibing (Ahhh)
My mama told me keep grinding
My man called, said Bae keep shining (Thank you, Daddy)
In the mansion with Tommie we was wilding
Mannie Fresh, sh*t b*t*h I'm big-timing
Naw hoe, this ain't no Love & HipHop
I ain't on the show sis, ya storyline still flopped
(Chorus)
Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*t*h, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)

Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*t*h, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me

No weapon formed shall prosper (Thank you, Lord)
I was drunk as hell laid up at the doctor (Whew)
I'm Ghost, where Proctor?
FaceTime with Ma Dukes, sounding like a Opera
The police?
They ain't give a f**k
I'm blessed baby boy, man that sh*t wasn't luck
I got hit
I don't give a f**k
I'm still touring the world while I'm chucking my deuces up
Tre, pa** the Patron
Turnt up and I'm ready to shone
Let's go, it's on
I'm screaming "Periodt, b*t*h!" like City Girl clone (JT)
Move over, I need my seat on the throne
I ain't got no level yet, making moves on my own
These pu**y n***as can't handle it (Nope)
I stay crunk, ain't no need for a mechanic, b*t*h (Yeah)
(Chorus)
Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*t*h, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)

Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*t*h, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me

Y'all hoes be talking crazy online (Let's fight)
Staying with your mama, you can't speak on mine (Gross)
You just a broke a** opinion
Poor b*t*h, you don't even got a dime (B*t*h, I'm rich)
While you stalking, I'mma shine
Baby girl, I'm in the light, you the lime (Sour a** hoes)
I get respect from real n***as (Yup)
I get respect from real hitters (Real trap sh*t)
I get respect from all the trappers
I sell dope, then became a rapper (9-1-1)
Perry Florida, what's happening?
Showing love to same b*t*hes I was trapping with (850)
I don't need no army, Mr. Smart A**
GIve me a pen, I'm finna sign for a lot of cash
The other b*t*h, she a old dirty hoe
Hit up Verizon so your phone don't go off during your show
(Chorus)
Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*t*h, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)

Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*t*h, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*t*h, man y'all can't kill me

Hahahaha (TreTrax, I think we got one, ha)
I see y'all internet b*t*hes
You can't motherf**king kill me
B*t*h I'm just getting motherf**king started
It's a long time 'fore I'm finna get out the motherf**king spot
Move the f**k over (It's Trax season, bruh)
I need my seat on the throne
Tre, let a b*t*h know

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