Back to Top

Old News Video (MV)




Performed By: Sy Santana
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Sylas Simley
[Correct Info]



Sy Santana - Old News Lyrics
Official




She looking at me she like, "Sy Whatchu wanna do"
I'm high as f*ck, bitch you know what I'm tryn do
Pourin' dat drank I ain't sippin no Mountain Dew
F*ck up a sack then I run up a knot
F*ck it up get it right back like I'm posed to
They niggas tryn be me, I can coach you
She hit me phone, said "Sy I'm missing the old you"
That shit is old news
Ran out my money them hunnits is so blue
I put Dior on my feet and my hoes
She opened her legs now they can't be closed
I'm doing the dash when I get on the road
Can't f*ck with these niggas they just gon fold
I'm stacking that money until it get old
Put dick in that bitch she won't leave me alone, aye
Give you that look so you know what I'm on, aye
She wanna ride me all night long, aye yuh
She don't even f*ck with these niggas I see that
After I f*ck her she giving me feedback
I tell her come over that pussy I need that
I'm with gang and we sip by the case
I'm having my way so I roll up a eighth, aye
Rocking designer, still rocking them jays, aye
Bitch wan f*ck, tell her bring me a play
Just being myself I'm stuck in my ways
These niggas switching, these niggas be lame
She giving me head while I'm switching thru lanes
I'm chasing that money I run to the bank
I'm smoking exotic you know that it stink
Twelve get behind me I'm doin' the race
She wanna eat me up, she like how I taste
I like the way that she look when she naked
Aye, yuh, I ain't no hero but I might save her
She ain't no hoe but nobody wanna claim her
She f*cking with me, she don't care bout no hater
I really be serving these niggas no waiter
She looking at me she like, "Sy Whatchu wanna do"
I'm high as f*ck, bitch you know what I'm tryn do
Pourin' dat drank I ain't sippin no Mountain Dew
F*ck up a sack then I run up a knot
F*ck it up get it right back like I'm posed to
They niggas tryn be me, I can coach you
She hit me phone, said "Sy I'm missing the old you"
That shit is old news
Ran out my money them hunnits is so blue
I put Dior on my feet and my hoes
She opened her legs now they can't be closed
I'm doing the dash when I get on the road
Can't f*ck with these niggas they just gon fold
I'm stacking that money until it get old
Put dick in that bitch she won't leave me alone, aye
Give you that look so you know what I'm on, aye
She wanna ride me all night long, aye yuh
She don't even f*ck with these niggas I see that
After I f*ck her she giving me feedback
I tell her come over that pussy I need that
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




She looking at me she like, "Sy Whatchu wanna do"
I'm high as f*ck, bitch you know what I'm tryn do
Pourin' dat drank I ain't sippin no Mountain Dew
F*ck up a sack then I run up a knot
F*ck it up get it right back like I'm posed to
They niggas tryn be me, I can coach you
She hit me phone, said "Sy I'm missing the old you"
That shit is old news
Ran out my money them hunnits is so blue
I put Dior on my feet and my hoes
She opened her legs now they can't be closed
I'm doing the dash when I get on the road
Can't f*ck with these niggas they just gon fold
I'm stacking that money until it get old
Put dick in that bitch she won't leave me alone, aye
Give you that look so you know what I'm on, aye
She wanna ride me all night long, aye yuh
She don't even f*ck with these niggas I see that
After I f*ck her she giving me feedback
I tell her come over that pussy I need that
I'm with gang and we sip by the case
I'm having my way so I roll up a eighth, aye
Rocking designer, still rocking them jays, aye
Bitch wan f*ck, tell her bring me a play
Just being myself I'm stuck in my ways
These niggas switching, these niggas be lame
She giving me head while I'm switching thru lanes
I'm chasing that money I run to the bank
I'm smoking exotic you know that it stink
Twelve get behind me I'm doin' the race
She wanna eat me up, she like how I taste
I like the way that she look when she naked
Aye, yuh, I ain't no hero but I might save her
She ain't no hoe but nobody wanna claim her
She f*cking with me, she don't care bout no hater
I really be serving these niggas no waiter
She looking at me she like, "Sy Whatchu wanna do"
I'm high as f*ck, bitch you know what I'm tryn do
Pourin' dat drank I ain't sippin no Mountain Dew
F*ck up a sack then I run up a knot
F*ck it up get it right back like I'm posed to
They niggas tryn be me, I can coach you
She hit me phone, said "Sy I'm missing the old you"
That shit is old news
Ran out my money them hunnits is so blue
I put Dior on my feet and my hoes
She opened her legs now they can't be closed
I'm doing the dash when I get on the road
Can't f*ck with these niggas they just gon fold
I'm stacking that money until it get old
Put dick in that bitch she won't leave me alone, aye
Give you that look so you know what I'm on, aye
She wanna ride me all night long, aye yuh
She don't even f*ck with these niggas I see that
After I f*ck her she giving me feedback
I tell her come over that pussy I need that
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Sylas Simley
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Sy Santana

Tags:
No tags yet