Sauce 2
I got the sauce baby
Dripping like Fiji no Voss baby
Losing me that is your lost baby
Cop it whatever the cost baby
Niggas be cappin they fu baby
Religion on them isn't true baby
Money on them isn't blue baby
Fiji the kid ima troop baby
I got the sauce
You got the sauce I got the sauce
You got the sauce
I got the sauce
You got the sauce baby I got the Sauce
You got the sauce
I got the sauce and it got me Space
That lil bitch got the sauce in Her face
No little girls I ain't catching no Case shawty be movin to fast Slow ya pace
That lil bitch with the crew she Groupie
Flip out the x and I'm shooting a Movie
That lil shawty be shakin her Booty
I am a vet while you niggas is Rookies
I just make money no cap
You niggas is all in the bag
Ima go make me bag
Fuck wit the gang red flag
My shawtys focus on cash
Ya shawtys broke no cash
Bitchs you know got no ass
Bitchs I know got ass
Niggas will sign they life for a Deal
You pop that perk I pop no pill
I got the sauce and you niggas is Hatin
You all on the gram bronze Chain stop fakin
Don't diss me I'll cook you like Bacon
Ya bitch on me even tho she Takin
Pull up on me lil nigga stop Shakin
Don't want beef then nigga stop Hatin
I got sauce
What you got
You got nothin
On the gram
Please stop frontin
Biddies from X to Cali, Miami
Shout out my nigga tnb Sammy
Shout out to Tb we all a family
One day we all gonna be at the Grammys
You not gonna make it you act like a tranny
Dripping like Fiji no Voss baby
Losing me that is your lost baby
Cop it whatever the cost baby
Niggas be cappin they fu baby
Religion on them isn't true baby
Money on them isn't blue baby
Fiji the kid ima troop baby
I got the sauce
You got the sauce I got the sauce
You got the sauce
I got the sauce
You got the sauce baby I got the Sauce
You got the sauce
I got the sauce and it got me Space
That lil bitch got the sauce in Her face
No little girls I ain't catching no Case shawty be movin to fast Slow ya pace
That lil bitch with the crew she Groupie
Flip out the x and I'm shooting a Movie
That lil shawty be shakin her Booty
I am a vet while you niggas is Rookies
I just make money no cap
You niggas is all in the bag
Ima go make me bag
Fuck wit the gang red flag
My shawtys focus on cash
Ya shawtys broke no cash
Bitchs you know got no ass
Bitchs I know got ass
Niggas will sign they life for a Deal
You pop that perk I pop no pill
I got the sauce and you niggas is Hatin
You all on the gram bronze Chain stop fakin
Don't diss me I'll cook you like Bacon
Ya bitch on me even tho she Takin
Pull up on me lil nigga stop Shakin
Don't want beef then nigga stop Hatin
I got sauce
What you got
You got nothin
On the gram
Please stop frontin
Biddies from X to Cali, Miami
Shout out my nigga tnb Sammy
Shout out to Tb we all a family
One day we all gonna be at the Grammys
You not gonna make it you act like a tranny
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Writer(s): Angel Jackson
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