Lyrics:
I got the sauce I got the sauce
I got the sauce I got the sauce
These bitches they call don't know what want
They falling in love they finna get
Young beast from the East
So you know I puts it in
I'm that ghetto gorgeous gangster girl
With the fly G slide international
(is wretch you know)
By
Hey, girl I see you over there
Looking sexy tonight
And I can tell by the way you look,
Baby girl that something ain't right
You look too good,
crackin' that three
I'm one of them ones, they ain't fuckin' with me (one of them niggas)
S-B-G, it's whatever with me (S-B-G)
All in the Yams, with some
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
Even though I love him
Man I wish I never met him
Loving harder in the summer
Bringing in the coldest winter
Living hell that be like Heaven
Best
girl in the world ain’t for really for me (Ain't really for me)
I’m not entitled but I ain’t hoein G (Ha, hoe)
Cause that’s not how my parents had raised
wife and homie did some things I wish I could deny
On maternity leave
Late that September night
After a shot or two with them I wasn't feeling right
She
on a sick one
Fuck that, got no love for the other side
Only got one team, and it's this one
I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side
I can't lie, ain't
G's
To pay they bills or they lawyer fees (huh)
I learned something, I ain't giving y'all a dime
I'll give you something worth more, that's my time
I'm on my way nigga
Fuck the otha side
That side ain't shit
Niggas can't fuck with me
Now it's a special way I fold my flag
And I'll bust ya
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
I believe
the girls in the building are fly tonight
Its all good in the building the vibe is right
So get up on the floor and get down tonight
We gettin J-I-G-G
sauce (And you always get some sauce)
The soft more while I don’t bother
My black skin is covered by a Taurus
I'm the grim reaper on these rappers I’ve
Chorus:
I ain't neva had nobody show me all the things that you done showed me
And the special way I feel when you hold me
We gon' always be together
Gucci, should be sponsored by Gucci
That ain't my girl, I just sponsored her pussy
These undreds is blue like they Crippin', Tookie
Strapped with this
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
made it out, but you ain't never had the chance
Uh, uh, circumstance
Uh, uh, way of life
Uh, uh, my decisions
Uh, uh, made 'em right
Chillin' with
of the old times
And if we did my life won't be great right after that
But right now we good so let's just remain like that
Look I ain't tryna go into war you
she spilt a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
my grandma, count a mill' on the check (ayy)
I can sell dope out any apartment in my hood
'Cause that's where they love me at
These niggas ain't
.jpg/300px-G_Love_15_(20630621421).jpg "G. Love & Special Sauce")
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