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Lil Skies

Da Sauce

 

Da Sauce

(Album: Good Grades Bad Habits 2 - 2016)


Ooh, yeah
It's all we got nigga
It's all we got nigga
Tell them fuck niggas to stop hating
Ooh, they know, uh
Ooh, ooh, yeah

Dripping out the sauce, see I'm leaning over (ey!)
You gotta get her drunk, but I fuck her sober (ey!)
My plug just got a call, I met him by the border (ey!)
You fucking with them niggas, girl, that's what I told ya (ey!)
Dripping out the sauce, see I'm leaning over (ey!)
You gotta get her drunk, but I fuck her sober (ey!)
My plug just got a call, I met him by the border (ey!)
You fucking with them niggas, girl, that's what I told ya, ey (ey!)

Pull up in the foreign on some cool shit, ey
White bitch with me, call her Cool Whip, ey
Goons move that 8-ball like a pool stick, ey
She ask me "boy, how the fuck you do it", ey
I got my bands up, don't fuck with nobody, ey
I'ma get rich and be a somebody, ey
And now these bitches on me, get the fuck up off me, ey
I kick it like I'm Jet Li and my bitches cocky, yah

She hot like Wasabi, yea
Should have seen her body, yea
She got on my Johnny, yea
And roll me like a Harley, yea
All these bitches thotties, yea
I can't trust nobody, yea
Only trust family, yea
You don't look familiar, lol

Nigga's hating, who are you?
Being careful when I move
I was writing rhymes in school
Teachers calling me a fool
I stepped out, I got the juice
I hate being number two
And I still scream "fuck the world"
It's just me and all my crew

She like me, I'm not the same
I put diamonds in her chain
And you rolling with the gang
Roll my wood and spark the flame
Tell my parents that I'm good
I don't need no nine-to-five
I just need a couple bands
So I had to step outside

Smoking Tooka, I can't stress
Talked to God, he said I'm blessed
Niggas acting like the best
Tell them niggas step correct
Met my plug on his ship
I ain't talking rocket ship
New kicks, I almost trip
Shawty like my swagger drip

Dripping out the sauce, see I'm leaning over (ey!)
You gotta get her drunk, but I fuck her sober (ey!)
My plug just got a call, I met him by the border (ey!)
You fucking with them niggas, girl, that's what I told ya (ey!)
Dripping out the sauce, see I'm leaning over (ey!)
You gotta get her drunk, but I fuck her sober (ey!)
My plug just got a call, I met him by the border (ey!)
You fucking with them niggas, girl, that's what I told ya, ey (ey!)

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