Sauce
Sipping on the sauce
Mix it with the juice
Fucking for the fetti
Like there's nothing left to do
Hustling and finessing
Turn a whole one into two
If you ain't bout the paper
Stay the fuck away from you
Like there's nothing left to do
Yea hoe
Yea hoe
Like there's nothing left to do
Yea hoe
Yea hoe
She's sipping on my sauce
She know I got the juice
Knew I had her ass
When she said I'm kind of cute
Now usually I choose
But tonight I'm getting chose
Her Ol' boy hating
Cuz she shaking with the Fo
Got ah super fat ass
With ah stupid nice Rack
I told my nicca tone
He looked and said FACTS
She wear a back brace
I go hard I broke her back
Blowing up my phone
Cuz this dick will bring you back
Live La Vida Loca
Coca y la mota
Tengo cosa buena
Y las malas
Tengo todo
Montar esa ola
Yo soy mero mero
You know I keep that gas
Bitch I got a broke pedal
Sipping on the sauce
Mix it with the juice
Fucking for the fetti
Like there's nothing left to do
Hustling and finessing
Turn a whole one into two
If you ain't bout the paper
Stay the fuck away from you
Cuz there's nothing left to do
Yea yea hoe
Cuz there's nothing left to do
Yea yea hoe
Like there's nothing left to do
Yea yea hoe
Yea
Yea
Uhh
Pay me what you want
They know me where I go
Birds like OVO
They keep me on my toes
Who is that
No insomniac
Stay up where I'm at
Off ah bat
Nothing that I lack
Hop up off the sack
I'm outside
If you want these hands
This is not ah dance
Show respect
Sit back while I flex
Hit me with the text
Got The fight
Got it over night
Well nicca where are you
I got the loot
Try to run off on me
Yea these pair will shoot
I'm this and that
They don't show me love
Even though we up
Pop the plug
Try to charge a dub
For the driest bud
I'm ah G
Grinding twenty three
An hour just for me
Fuck with me
You an alphabet
I let her A to Z
Sipping on the sauce
Mix it with the juice
Fucking for the fetti
Like there's nothing left to do
Hustling and finessing
Turn a whole one into two
If you ain't bout the paper
Stay the fuck away from you
Sipping on the sauce
Mix it with the juice
Fucking for the fetti
Like there's nothing left to do
Hustling and finessing
Turn a whole one into two
If you ain't bout the paper
Stay the fuck away from you
Like there's nothing left to do
Yea Yea Hoe
Yea Yea Hoe
Yea Yea Hoe
Yea Yea Hoe
Mix it with the juice
Fucking for the fetti
Like there's nothing left to do
Hustling and finessing
Turn a whole one into two
If you ain't bout the paper
Stay the fuck away from you
Like there's nothing left to do
Yea hoe
Yea hoe
Like there's nothing left to do
Yea hoe
Yea hoe
She's sipping on my sauce
She know I got the juice
Knew I had her ass
When she said I'm kind of cute
Now usually I choose
But tonight I'm getting chose
Her Ol' boy hating
Cuz she shaking with the Fo
Got ah super fat ass
With ah stupid nice Rack
I told my nicca tone
He looked and said FACTS
She wear a back brace
I go hard I broke her back
Blowing up my phone
Cuz this dick will bring you back
Live La Vida Loca
Coca y la mota
Tengo cosa buena
Y las malas
Tengo todo
Montar esa ola
Yo soy mero mero
You know I keep that gas
Bitch I got a broke pedal
Sipping on the sauce
Mix it with the juice
Fucking for the fetti
Like there's nothing left to do
Hustling and finessing
Turn a whole one into two
If you ain't bout the paper
Stay the fuck away from you
Cuz there's nothing left to do
Yea yea hoe
Cuz there's nothing left to do
Yea yea hoe
Like there's nothing left to do
Yea yea hoe
Yea
Yea
Uhh
Pay me what you want
They know me where I go
Birds like OVO
They keep me on my toes
Who is that
No insomniac
Stay up where I'm at
Off ah bat
Nothing that I lack
Hop up off the sack
I'm outside
If you want these hands
This is not ah dance
Show respect
Sit back while I flex
Hit me with the text
Got The fight
Got it over night
Well nicca where are you
I got the loot
Try to run off on me
Yea these pair will shoot
I'm this and that
They don't show me love
Even though we up
Pop the plug
Try to charge a dub
For the driest bud
I'm ah G
Grinding twenty three
An hour just for me
Fuck with me
You an alphabet
I let her A to Z
Sipping on the sauce
Mix it with the juice
Fucking for the fetti
Like there's nothing left to do
Hustling and finessing
Turn a whole one into two
If you ain't bout the paper
Stay the fuck away from you
Sipping on the sauce
Mix it with the juice
Fucking for the fetti
Like there's nothing left to do
Hustling and finessing
Turn a whole one into two
If you ain't bout the paper
Stay the fuck away from you
Like there's nothing left to do
Yea Yea Hoe
Yea Yea Hoe
Yea Yea Hoe
Yea Yea Hoe
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Writer(s): Ernesto Gonzales
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