Hotsauce in my ramen
Mildsauce on my pizza puff
Hot sauce in my ramen
But she say she cooking
I'm on the way
I be chef'n too, but I been in my basement lately practicing faith
I want the meal
She want the real
You must want dessert first in that skirt
And why you in heels fo
She like u know the dil-do (deal though)
We don't need no toys I'm a real boy
No Pinocchio
Only if my nose could grow
Show you shit that you thought you ain't need to know
In the hopes it's reciprocal
Cuz sifting through the who's who
Of who my niggas think is cute
Was never cool
Its lame and f*cking difficult
I f*ck with you
I only say that for a reason
I ain't trying to waste your time
It's at least for season
I'm don't wanna be misleading
You know you wanna touch
Stop self teasing
Grant yourself lil freedom
You might get lucky and love me
Might just be fun
If I can't keep up
And I can't do lunch
Might just be once
I can't keep up
Let you know now
Before shit sneak up
See I can't not speak up
But you can't not be judged
So f*ck it
Let u know now
Before shit sneak up
Time shole (sure does) creep up
Before you notice
I'm honest as f*ck cuz I had my heart stolen
I wounded
I'm open
Just like you shorty if not posing
When I feel shit I'ma say it not post it
If you wanna keep it up then we can f*ck
Whenever you call
Or I speak you up like mild sauce on my pizza puff
Sweet spicy shit
I like to lick
Hotsauce in my ramen
But she say she cooking
Threw that shit in the garbage
Now I'm on 94 booking
I was some pancit and pussy
You swear you don't need a nigga
You can have for the night
You ain't gotta keep a nigga
I got other moves
You wanna pick and choose
You got shit to do
Put me on the list
I be busy to
I got business too
I got shit to do
I put you on the list
If you cooking food
U know I'm coming thru
Hotsauce in my ramen
Mildsauce on my pizza puff
CantBuyDeem & Mulatto Beats - Ramen Lyrics
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Hotsauce in my ramen
Mildsauce on my pizza puff
Hot sauce in my ramen
But she say she cooking
I'm on the way
I be chef'n too, but I been in my basement lately practicing faith
I want the meal
She want the real
You must want dessert first in that skirt
And why you in heels fo
She like u know the dil-do (deal though)
We don't need no toys I'm a real boy
No Pinocchio
Only if my nose could grow
Show you shit that you thought you ain't need to know
In the hopes it's reciprocal
Cuz sifting through the who's who
Of who my niggas think is cute
Was never cool
Its lame and f*cking difficult
I f*ck with you
I only say that for a reason
I ain't trying to waste your time
It's at least for season
I'm don't wanna be misleading
You know you wanna touch
Stop self teasing
Grant yourself lil freedom
You might get lucky and love me
Might just be fun
If I can't keep up
And I can't do lunch
Might just be once
I can't keep up
Let you know now
Before shit sneak up
See I can't not speak up
But you can't not be judged
So f*ck it
Let u know now
Before shit sneak up
Time shole (sure does) creep up
Before you notice
I'm honest as f*ck cuz I had my heart stolen
I wounded
I'm open
Just like you shorty if not posing
When I feel shit I'ma say it not post it
If you wanna keep it up then we can f*ck
Whenever you call
Or I speak you up like mild sauce on my pizza puff
Sweet spicy shit
I like to lick
Hotsauce in my ramen
But she say she cooking
Threw that shit in the garbage
Now I'm on 94 booking
I was some pancit and pussy
You swear you don't need a nigga
You can have for the night
You ain't gotta keep a nigga
I got other moves
You wanna pick and choose
You got shit to do
Put me on the list
I be busy to
I got business too
I got shit to do
I put you on the list
If you cooking food
U know I'm coming thru
Hotsauce in my ramen
Mildsauce on my pizza puff
Mildsauce on my pizza puff
Hot sauce in my ramen
But she say she cooking
I'm on the way
I be chef'n too, but I been in my basement lately practicing faith
I want the meal
She want the real
You must want dessert first in that skirt
And why you in heels fo
She like u know the dil-do (deal though)
We don't need no toys I'm a real boy
No Pinocchio
Only if my nose could grow
Show you shit that you thought you ain't need to know
In the hopes it's reciprocal
Cuz sifting through the who's who
Of who my niggas think is cute
Was never cool
Its lame and f*cking difficult
I f*ck with you
I only say that for a reason
I ain't trying to waste your time
It's at least for season
I'm don't wanna be misleading
You know you wanna touch
Stop self teasing
Grant yourself lil freedom
You might get lucky and love me
Might just be fun
If I can't keep up
And I can't do lunch
Might just be once
I can't keep up
Let you know now
Before shit sneak up
See I can't not speak up
But you can't not be judged
So f*ck it
Let u know now
Before shit sneak up
Time shole (sure does) creep up
Before you notice
I'm honest as f*ck cuz I had my heart stolen
I wounded
I'm open
Just like you shorty if not posing
When I feel shit I'ma say it not post it
If you wanna keep it up then we can f*ck
Whenever you call
Or I speak you up like mild sauce on my pizza puff
Sweet spicy shit
I like to lick
Hotsauce in my ramen
But she say she cooking
Threw that shit in the garbage
Now I'm on 94 booking
I was some pancit and pussy
You swear you don't need a nigga
You can have for the night
You ain't gotta keep a nigga
I got other moves
You wanna pick and choose
You got shit to do
Put me on the list
I be busy to
I got business too
I got shit to do
I put you on the list
If you cooking food
U know I'm coming thru
Hotsauce in my ramen
Mildsauce on my pizza puff
Writer: Glenn Beamon
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