letra de sauce spillin' - sauce wavy
[intro: sauce wavy]
thanks diamond. if you ain’t getting a beat from diamond you probably f-cking up; more than likely. shout out to ard
[verse 1: sauce wavy]
n-gg-s life be boring, my b-tch she foreign
she drippin’ in juicy couture, i gotta’ stop spillin’
sauce, i’m splashing on a centerpiece
in a west coast loft, trying be my own boss
life could be the cost, n-gg-s don’t like it
when you floss. i ain’t into violence
but i know some chicas that blast
like laura croft. n-gg- get down!(sauce)
the only time you got that is when you
eating at moes, i ain’t got friends but i
keep my foes close, cause when you turn
your back, they turn. i swear they do the
most, no need to boast, oh you a real n-gg-?
bet you scared to croak, kick it with a thick
baddie lets have a toast. my plug be slanging
me o’s. police wanna jock, cause i’m black
boy in white clothes. cali trees. got me blowed
never wife- a- b-tch on a pole. your wifey’
think she chose, only because i go down low
better keep it mowed, why trick on a
hoe that’s smashing your bros? on that. n-gg-s
f-ck around with hoes that suck d-ck, on the
deck. no respect. b-tches getting free shit cause
they giving opps’ neck. that’s one less n-gg-
that should be slept.. and these n-gg-s still creep
and your girlfriend a geek, giving more brain
than a motherf-cking english teach
[hook: sauce wavy]
oh, i stay spillin’ the sauce, i’m hitting up
diamond so we can take off
i-i be spillin’ sauce i kick with chic as like
i whipped a cross. [x2]
[verse 2: sauce wavy]
she had me thinking she was the one
can’t really trust a chick, or a i mean none
she said “watch what you’re doing, don’t f-ck
up my bun” i yagga her -ss like what
threw her three hundred to get the shit
done. b-tch can’t carry my son. i make
the money and she thinking she won. b-tch
can’t even. carry a gun. show your hands
imma’ throw you these ones, ol’ girl i see
where you from. your mom don’t speak
english, why can’t you be more like her?
loyal as ever, and with age comes clever
i go to the bank teller she won’t deposit
a mil’ so i told her no figure. if i gave her
my bill you’d see a snake slither. lol she
just want pictures, i don’t do filters. i’m
f-cking with keegan sippin’ lean out of
pitchers. i’d rather love you when i’m
with her. oh oh. don’t wanna be a sinner
but its like the good ones will never become
winners. when i take her out for dinner
she gives me the cold shoulder. eh. makes
me shiver. kind of cold like december
i tried to make a team but i couldn’t find
a member, n-gg-s getting high off these
trees, but you never see me timber
b-tch n-gg-. and he whimper
ill tease her, maybe tempt her
tell her i got this d package to deliver
my n-gg- quise’ got the snow and its
not winter
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