Baby Bash, Avant - Super Saucy lyrics

Hmm, mmm oooh, yeah
Baby

Super saucy, saucy super saucy, saucy
Super saucy, saucy you so saucy

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 (Baby, oh, baby)
Straight out of Arizona
I told her that I'm a loner
I'm offering Crystal
But she prefer lime and Corona
(Na na na, nah)
Super saucy, Sergio Roxy sandals (yeah)
And when she in the jacuzzi, oooh
She lighting candles
Stuntin' all the way across the floor
For sure
Freshly molded by the hands of the Lord
And oh heaven's angel, curves in every angle
Time play two to tango, bring the hook, sang
(Every way, every way)

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, you're saucy
So take a ride with me off in the whip
I'll push the things to you just let me
Your everything is so sweet
Like a peach, strawberry baby, you're saucy

I'm tryin' to get it
Crunk-a latin' between us, i'm sayin'
You on the brink of bubbalatin'
Your body's displayin' (Mmm hmm)
And I'm a spitter on the come up
Been patiently waitin' to tour Jamaica
Maybe meet a couple Jamaicans (Sexy, sexy)
That makes us equally compatible
Expectations for you, it's education
For me's to rock the nation (Uh hun)
Now that's a combination
We should be modulatin'
Brunchin' on Greek salad
Under some conversation
Sippin' on apple pucker
Twerpin' on that mariuchi
I'm diggin' that purse, you're matching
That's authentic Gucci
And you the chick that I been
Searchin' for across the globe
And I just wanted you to know, yeah
(You're my)

Let's get it crunk-a latin'
Let's get it bubbalatin'
You got the Motts and I'm a boss
Ya da, I'm sayin'
Let's get it crunk-a latin'
Let's get it bubbalatin'
You got the Motts and I'm a boss
Ya da, I'm sayin'