Big Money Sauce
Yeah big money sauce
Yeah big
Big money sauce
Big money sauce
Big
Big money sauce
Oh yeah yeah
Big
Big money sauce
With some mayonnaise
Smoking on a blunt
Fucking on a cunt
Park it out front
Shit, I'm about to stunt
On that west coast shit
We got that east side grit
You wanna make me spit and fuck your Papi, shit
I'm reading the Torah
While jacking off to Dora
Holy shit I love drugs
Shout out to the plug
Suck on some anime titties
Fuck on an anime kitty
And I'm feeling so pretty
In the heart of the city
Just like Hov, but I don't got a blueprint
I just make shit, pulling out my tool kit
Shits gonna slap if I produce it
You want fire? Well I'm gonna nuke it
Yeah big money sauce
Yeah big
Big money sauce
Big money sauce
Big
Big money sauce
Oh yeah yeah
Big
Big money sauce
With some mayonnaise
Chingy chingy chong, karate chop the sauce
Bitch I am the boss
I'm gone fuck this up
Bitch I ain't got no shame
I ain't got no game
Put that pussy on an a
Put respect on my name cause
One day you'll be fucking on a famous rapper boy
One day you'll be wondering bout Gucci Dapper Dan
I'm a super saiyan man boy
You a fucking orangutan
Imma put you in your lane
You a fake freight train
Cause you ain't got no cargo
You talking real silly like you from Fargo
Who would have known hip hop would take us this far tho
Making real statements like Joker at a talk show
I ain't fucking soft i'm a hard shell taco
I keep it really like some nachos
Yeah big money sauce
Yeah big
Big money sauce
Big money sauce
Big
Big money sauce
Oh yeah yeah
Big
Big money sauce
With some mayonnaise
Bepis, in my hands
I don't know where to land
Flying pilot in a chopper
But I don't know how to fly
Cause I don't know how to float over anything
If you can't see me you're about to swing
I'm about to swing at you like my name is Mike Tyson and your name is a bad Hugh
I'm gonna shot you, like your a seven
And i'm a ten, cause that's facts
You can't even get at me cause its wack
You so wack on the beat I can flow like a master
You can see me as Luigi in a hat sir
Now i'm going in, like my name is Danny Brown on Goblin
Oh man, wait that's Tyler
Now i'm gonna shot you like Ben and Tyler's
I'm gonna get you like Ben and Jerry's ice cream when I eat it too fast like a
Mean
Guy
But it is not the song so I can't go
In
Guy
But I gotta save it for another grand title
P
Cause I gotta go PC can't go 3D
Ou
Oui
But if it was actually 3D you'd get pumped
With some mayonnaise
Oh shit, I might go Dobrik
By my neighborhood a Tesla or a Ford Focus
No it's, not about kills or what you got in the bank
I'm, more like giving back and showing some fucking thanks (Um)
No shit, bitch we flipped that whole script
Focus on the hoe shit, I ain't notice
Show me what the fuck you got that I don't like, gold fish
Gone, like Peggies hairline
Gone, like Malaysian airlines
Gone in my face, these bitches gotta stop it
These hoes more mainstream than the office
Keegan said get em so I fucking got 'em
It's crime alley, It's fucking Gotham
Bitches ain't shit, and I still fucking want em
They ain't even slipped, yet I already caught em
My bitch want some new tits, I made sure she bought them
Pre-ordering the new shit, fan already coped it
They be waiting beneath us, anticipating
When the fuck we gonna drop it, stop it
Yeah big
Big money sauce
Big money sauce
Big
Big money sauce
Oh yeah yeah
Big
Big money sauce
With some mayonnaise
Smoking on a blunt
Fucking on a cunt
Park it out front
Shit, I'm about to stunt
On that west coast shit
We got that east side grit
You wanna make me spit and fuck your Papi, shit
I'm reading the Torah
While jacking off to Dora
Holy shit I love drugs
Shout out to the plug
Suck on some anime titties
Fuck on an anime kitty
And I'm feeling so pretty
In the heart of the city
Just like Hov, but I don't got a blueprint
I just make shit, pulling out my tool kit
Shits gonna slap if I produce it
You want fire? Well I'm gonna nuke it
Yeah big money sauce
Yeah big
Big money sauce
Big money sauce
Big
Big money sauce
Oh yeah yeah
Big
Big money sauce
With some mayonnaise
Chingy chingy chong, karate chop the sauce
Bitch I am the boss
I'm gone fuck this up
Bitch I ain't got no shame
I ain't got no game
Put that pussy on an a
Put respect on my name cause
One day you'll be fucking on a famous rapper boy
One day you'll be wondering bout Gucci Dapper Dan
I'm a super saiyan man boy
You a fucking orangutan
Imma put you in your lane
You a fake freight train
Cause you ain't got no cargo
You talking real silly like you from Fargo
Who would have known hip hop would take us this far tho
Making real statements like Joker at a talk show
I ain't fucking soft i'm a hard shell taco
I keep it really like some nachos
Yeah big money sauce
Yeah big
Big money sauce
Big money sauce
Big
Big money sauce
Oh yeah yeah
Big
Big money sauce
With some mayonnaise
Bepis, in my hands
I don't know where to land
Flying pilot in a chopper
But I don't know how to fly
Cause I don't know how to float over anything
If you can't see me you're about to swing
I'm about to swing at you like my name is Mike Tyson and your name is a bad Hugh
I'm gonna shot you, like your a seven
And i'm a ten, cause that's facts
You can't even get at me cause its wack
You so wack on the beat I can flow like a master
You can see me as Luigi in a hat sir
Now i'm going in, like my name is Danny Brown on Goblin
Oh man, wait that's Tyler
Now i'm gonna shot you like Ben and Tyler's
I'm gonna get you like Ben and Jerry's ice cream when I eat it too fast like a
Mean
Guy
But it is not the song so I can't go
In
Guy
But I gotta save it for another grand title
P
Cause I gotta go PC can't go 3D
Ou
Oui
But if it was actually 3D you'd get pumped
With some mayonnaise
Oh shit, I might go Dobrik
By my neighborhood a Tesla or a Ford Focus
No it's, not about kills or what you got in the bank
I'm, more like giving back and showing some fucking thanks (Um)
No shit, bitch we flipped that whole script
Focus on the hoe shit, I ain't notice
Show me what the fuck you got that I don't like, gold fish
Gone, like Peggies hairline
Gone, like Malaysian airlines
Gone in my face, these bitches gotta stop it
These hoes more mainstream than the office
Keegan said get em so I fucking got 'em
It's crime alley, It's fucking Gotham
Bitches ain't shit, and I still fucking want em
They ain't even slipped, yet I already caught em
My bitch want some new tits, I made sure she bought them
Pre-ordering the new shit, fan already coped it
They be waiting beneath us, anticipating
When the fuck we gonna drop it, stop it
Credits
Writer(s): Aidan Simpson
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