The Sauce (feat. Real Rich)
Walky Wah
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I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce Keep my name out ya boca I'll dispose and expose all of Ya posers Ever seen supernova then come Closer Food for thought I drops jewels that's Kosher Cold as Nova Scotia In the presence of cobra's Circle smaller than coasters Just keep your two cents I'll crush em in penny loafers Bury you cockroaches Bunch of shit talkers Who suffer from halitosis Always doing the mostest But don't approach us Quick to draw like high noon Now buenos noches Baba baba boom Throw salt in ya wound Throwing salt cuz of shade Gives the broth more flav Liquid dope entrees Man dem boys lack taste Clocking my whereabouts Like my name is flava fav I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce These niggaz wiggity wiggity Wack That's a figgity figgity Fact So they watch us from the bizzity Back Like my nigga did you see That The only ones thats hizzity Hating Is them sucker niggaz That's why I be by myself Cuz I don't really fucks with Niggaz But I link my zoe walky Over on 34th Woker than I ever been and I don't drink coffee Middle of the street fresh timbs Feeling planted Telling him the city ours and How I already planned it No more passes for these niggaz Get some glasses for these niggaz So they can see their end is coming Sooner I fucked her hard you only spoon Her You bluff I draw like a cartoonist Walky they just some Opportunists I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I come from nothing These good for nothings Are good for nothing Huffing and puffing Killing em soft I'm so rambunctious I get to functions Women can rarely barely function Fresh off the oven yeah they hating But I'm who they loving They just be bugging I hit the dougie dogging ya Girly Sipping bubbly Man on the moon we cudi cudi The black and ugly Got no problems with getting Lucky Zero to hero no above me I'm solar touching You crab in bucket Miserable monkey motherfuckers They playa hating Mood is always in jubilation The doodoo faces You still complacent I'm paper chasing And frankly brother I owe you nathan Now stop your hating I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce I tell a hater get lost Throwing salt On my name only Adds to the sauce
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