Snatched (feat. Flo Milli & Saucy Santana) [Remix]

(He wanna dive in it, he wanna dive in it)
(He wanna dive in it, he wanna dive, dive)
(He wanna dive in it, he wanna dive in it)
(He wanna dive in it, he wanna dive, dive) Flo Milli sh-

Who the f- at my door? (Hello)
I done gave him a lil' p- (haha), now he actin' like a h-, umm (what?)
Now you cuttin' up my clothes?
Is you crazy? You on -? Is you playin' wit' yo' nose?

I'm a dog a- b-, I ain't nothin' that you can tame (no)
Stalkin' all my pictures, he jackin' off to my page
The head was never good, b-, you know that ain't gon' change
How you - the club up? That lil' d- ain't got no range

I need a clip, extendo, can you pay my rent though? (Huh)
Eat it while I drive, keep my legs up out the window
I ain't tryna have some kids, I ain't 'bout to raise no bastards (haha)
He done caught the Holy Ghost, n- thought I was a pastor

Snatched (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive in it)
His soul, uh-uh (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive, dive)
Snatched (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive in it)
His soul (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive, dive)

Make me snatch my p- back, you f- on them thots (mmm)
Make me sell you coochie Craig, I got that one drop (yeah)
Goyard handles (uh-huh), bad b- scandals (ah)
Toxic b-, slick mouth, Kevin Samuels (hahaha)

Dope boy dreams, rich b- things
If we talkin' money my phone rings (hello)
Y'all trickin' for dollars, my legs go up for millions (ice)
Bossy b-, attitude, purse full of billions (ow)

He wanna dive in it, I wanna drive in it (ah)
P- wet, super soaker, come and slide in it
P- got a grip, p- got a snatch
P- make him leave then double right back (ow)

Snatched (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive in it)
His soul, uh-uh (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive, dive)
Snatched (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive in it)
His soul (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive, dive)

He say he like to get high, well, this kitty's a blunt (ooh)
I'ma bend this thing over while he deep in my guts (toot it up)
I'ma toot-toot, toot it up while he grabbin' my waist (damn)
Take them fingers out my (ah), let me see how it taste (ooh)

Real freaky-freaky, ride the d- on my feet (on God)
You ain't met nann-nann that eat that thing up like me (ooh)
You know this kitty taste like water 'cause I barely drink soda (water)
I'ma climb up on that thing and ride like a roller coaster (pressure)

Baby, I don't sq-, b-, I make it thunderstorm (on God)
I don't smoke -, give me some trony and I'm goin' (woo)
Put it on 'em good, I'll have that man snorin' (let's go)
Boy, this kitty is some pressure, you gon' feel it in yo' lungs (uh)

Snatched (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive in it)
His soul, uh-uh (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive, dive)
Snatched (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive in it)
His soul, uh-uh (he wanna dive in it, he wanna dive, dive)

He wanna dive in it, he wanna dive in it
He wanna dive in it, he wanna dive, dive
He wanna dive in it, he wanna dive in it
He wanna dive in it, he wanna dive, dive



Credits
Writer(s): Lukasz Gottwald, Derryl Keith Howard, Diamond Smith, Kevin Germaine Jr Yancey, Farrell Maurice Wilson Ii
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