Saucy Santana ft. Latto - Up & Down Lyrics

Big Latto
Latto got a lotto
Not hitting the muthafucking jackpot, bitch (Tre Trax I think we got one)
(It's Trax season, bruh)

Looking for a boss nigga, not a lost nigga (where the boss niggas at?)
Give a fuck bout a hatin' ass hoe (gotta go)
Bend it over, touch my toes, I'ma take a nigga soul (ay, ay)
Real bitch'll get down on the floor (on the floor)
Going up and down the pole (uh, yeah)
Up and down the pole (ay, ay)
If you got it, throw some more (ay, yeah, ay)
Up and down she go (ay, ay)

Knock, knock, them gorillas at the door (gotta go)
Ready to take her down, slash a nigga throat (yeah)
Be for real, boy, you don't want the smoke (no smoke)
I been trappin', been gettin' outta stores
Now I'm up in the A with the Big Latto (Latto)
Musclin' through, call me Johnny Bravo (yeah)
Real bitches, y'all here that sound? (Yeah)
Shittin' on them hoes, no Doo-Doo Brown (no Doo-Doo Brown)
Florida bitch, ready to scrub the ground
With my Air Force 1's when I'm in they town
Guns and sex, going round for round
That nigga selling big bricks, going pound for pound
I'm lookin' for a boss nigga, I'm a boss bitch
Abracadabra, is you ready for a trick?
I don't need no company, I like commas
Fuck them kids, no baby mama drama (they know that, purr)

Looking for a boss nigga, not a lost nigga (where the boss niggas at?)
Give a fuck bout a hatin' ass hoe (gotta go)
Bend it over, touch my toes, I'ma take a nigga soul (ay, ay)
Real bitch'll get down on the floor (on the floor)
Going up and down the pole (uh, yeah)
Up and down the pole (do it, do it, do it, ay, ay)
If you got it, throw some more (ay, yeah, ay)
Up and down she go (do it, do it, do it, ay, ay)

Send the baddest bitches to the VIP
I'm a real gutter bitch and a freak in the sheets (ay)
If a nigga play with me, I ain't keyin' the G
I'ma walk him like a dog, I'ma give him the leash (yessir)
I got a face like New-New and a body like Buffy (uh)
Might let him hit the Latto if he lucky (if he lucky)
I need a bad boy like Puffy, give him that cuddy (uh, uh)
I'ma put it in his mouth 'fore he fuck me (uh-huh)
Real freak bitch, I'll fuck a nigga bad
I ain't into girls, but I always stay strapped
Fuck a sneak diss, drop a name on wax
Big choppa bussin' get your wig pushed back?
Just turned twenty-one, already up a mil
I'm the youngest in charge and I do this shit for real
I ain't cryin' over niggas, I'ma show 'em how it feel
Cut a check on this pussy, nigga, do we got a deal?

Looking for a boss nigga, not a lost nigga (where the boss niggas at?)
Give a fuck bout a hatin' ass hoe (gotta go)
Bend it over, touch my toes, I'ma take a nigga soul (ay, ay)
Real bitch'll get down on the floor (on the floor)
Going up and down the pole (uh, yeah)
Up and down the pole (do it, do it, do it, ay, ay)
If you got it, throw some more (ay, yeah, ay)
Up and down she go (do it, do it, do it, ay, ay)

(Do it, do it, do it, do it)
(Do it, do it, do it)
(Do it, do it, do it, do it)
(Do it, do it, do it)
Going up and down the pole
(Up and down the pole)

(Tre Trax, I think we got one)
(It's Trax season, bruh)