Sauce Lyrics

Yo, homie, I'm a shark and I smell blood

I think your girl on her period

Yo, I'm a dog, arf, arf

Lean against a tree, motherfucker, bark, bark

This shit hotter than your mama in a sauna

Brain don't rotted, I'm a motherfuckin' goner

Don't give a damn, I'ma do what I wanna

Bout to walk in with my motherfuckin' gun up

Uh, already told you I'm a dog, ren ten ten

Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin

Will I ever let you in in

I got my two cents, I'm a nuisance with vision

Yo, legitimately I don't know what the hell's wrong with me

My brain just a little bit wild

Can't watch my mouth half the time

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da See you walkin' up like nah-nah-nah

Get your ass out my hou hou house

Watch your motherfuckin' mou mou mouth

Lodi dodi, I'm at the party

Bout to get rowdy and kill everybody

Shame, shame, bitch, naughty-naughty

Bout to knock the motherfuckin' heart out your body

Talk to me, like you know I am the boss

Talk to me, like you know I got that sauce

Talk to me, like you know I am the boss

Talk to me, like you know I got that sauce

Dollars to donuts, colors on full up

Harder than cattail, softer than tulips

Scream and shout, talk so much shit, ass to mouth

You the best bitch, I have my doubts

I'm bout to call you out, y'all can't bite my flow

Because it's too impeccable, I shine in the light

Y'all should call me Mop and Glo

Aw Naw, this shit's too easy Got my heart freezing, mouth stay breezy

Ain't lettin' up till the whole game bleeding

No doubt I got what you needing

I've been good at this since I was on the breastfeeding

Man, y'all been kneedin dough

Fingers swole, I'm the whole fuckin' pizza though

Got all the cheese and the toppings, got the people chompin

Askin' for a slice, a lot of sauce, a lot of spice

Flavorful and so nice

Slicker than shit, colder tham zero I'm the real motherfuckin' people's hero

Talk to me like you know I am the boss

Talk to me like you know I got that sauce

Talk to me like you know I got that sauce

Talk to me like you know I am the boss

Talk to me like you know I got that sauce

Talk to me like you know I am the boss

Talk to me like you know I got that sauce

Talk to me like you know I am the boss

Talk to me like you know I got that sauce

Everybody wanna be the best in the business

I don't give a shit, bitch, can I get a witness

Pull my dick out, make you fight it with your two fists

Hit you in the face, knock out your front toofus

Nowadays everybody wanna battle rap like they hardcore

Where you gonna meet me at the drugstore

Take five pills, waking up on the goddamn floor

In the backseat of a Honda Accord

I don't really give a fuck anymore, yeah, yeah

Lick my sack from the front to the back

To the ass crack, till your tongue brown like that

And I'm coming back, back with a rack, rack

Gonna click clack blat blat motherfucker when I

Kill him, don't wanna feel him

I'm gonna be the one to motherfucking drill him

I'm a take him to a motherfucking slaughterhouse I'm gonna cut him up in two little pieces

Chunks of meat, and I don't really give a fuck, baby, yeah

Talk to me like you know I am the boss

Talk to me like you know I got that sauce

Talk to me like you know I am the boss

Talk to me like you know I got that sauce

Talk to me like you know I am the boss

Talk to me like you know I got that sauce

Talk to me like you know I am the boss

Talk to me like you know I got that sauce