Santee Alley

I sell ass, I sell nookie (I do!)
I sell sweets, I sell cookies (I do!)
I got fuzzy boots and big chains (I got!)
I got Percocet and cocaine (purr!)
I got fake ID's and fake names (Like?)
I got a deuces for the lames (I got!)
I got an Xbox with some games (I got!)
I got addictions like I'm Jane (it's true!)
Cause collisions with this dress
See you slipping when I buss (I buss!)
Princess diamond in my butt
Met my dealer on the bus (I did!)
Kinda looks like Nick Cage, seen him on the front page (it's true!)
They got him on kidnapping, good thing I ain't let him clap me
Ooh!

I'm selling deli meat, I'm selling cheddar cheese
I'm selling hot dogs and hella grams of ecstasy
So baby come find me, just go on down that street
When we hit Santee, Santee Alley

I sell puppies, I sell kitties
Sell you pics of my new titties
I like cash, but I take Zelle when I'm peddling Chanel
It's not real, you can't tell
These push-up bras on bombshell (bang)
These chicks lined up at the hotel
And they wanna see Chase 'cause there's nothing I won't sell

I'm selling deli meat, I'm selling cheddar cheese
I'm selling hot dogs and hella grams of ecstasy
So baby come find me, just go on down that street
When we hit Santee, Santee Alley
I'm selling deli meat, I'm selling cheddar cheese
I'm selling hot dogs and hella grams of ecstasy
So baby come find me, just go on down that street
When we hit Santee, Santee Alley

Strollin' around, I think I might get me a lab rat (hmm!)
They say it's freakalicious the way I vajazzle that (okay!)
I'm not no boring bitch, you know I got the razzle-dazzle (you knew!)
Movin' some things up on the side, you see I got 'em frazzled (uh-huh!)
Ooh!