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J Cue Capone - Sauce Lyrics



J Cue Capone - Sauce Lyrics
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I got the sauce
I got the sauce son
We got the sauce
We got the sauce
Killing you n**** without the remorse
Riding the beamers we riding the horse
All of you n**** are out of the course
Im the reason that you got a divorce
Whipping the phantom or whipping the Porsche
On task never using the force
All of you n**** just better back off
Claiming out here that you spin the block
Homie never been up in a block
I was just roaming the streets while all of my homies carried drugs up in their socks
Mac 10s or the M12's
I was surrounded by crack sells
Vvs on my necklace
F***** with me you'll get neck less
Pause
I got the sauce (I got the sauce)
Hitting them all (Hitting them all)
Im finna ball (I'm finna ball)
Killing them all (killing them all)
Who do you call? (Who do you call?)
Man I go hard (Man I go hard)
From sun to dawn (From sun to dawn)
Killing you n**** without the remorse
Riding the beamers we riding the horse
All of you n**** are out of the course
Im the reason that you got a divorce
Whipping the phantom or whipping the Porsche
On task never using the force
All of you n**** just better back off
Ya better back off
Wasup with you homie wasup with me?
Wasup her hunny wasup with these?
I heard you f**** for love not f**** for free
And since its Sunday baby you know that its sucker free
We riding out
All of my n**** we riding out
Popping the wheelies we riding out
From coast to coast we flying out
From throat to throat I'm grinding now
On my lavish shit but I want the game
Playing you n**** like stations
Im clapping your brain
No memory card no way you can save your memories
All of you rappers remember me
Shout out to all of my n**** from highbridge
You know that I'm keeping it real
F*** it we getting it real
Getting it green not talking bout kale
To all of my n**** in jail
Try to prevail
Just keep it pushing the fire of hell uh
I got the sauce (I got the sauce)
Hitting them all (Hitting them all)
Im finna ball (I'm finna ball)
Killing them all (killing them all)
Who do you call? (Who do you call?)
Man I go hard (Man I go hard)
From sun to dawn (from sun to dawn)
Killing you n**** without the remorse
Riding the beamers we riding the horse
All of you n**** are out of the course
Im the reason that you got a divorce
Whipping the phantom or whipping the Porsche
On task never using the force
All of ya n**** just better back off
Ya better back off
Killing you n**** without the remorse
Riding the beamers we riding the horse
All of you n**** are out of the course
Im the reason that you got a divorce
Whipping the phantom or whipping the Porsche
On task never using the force
All of you n**** just better back off
Ya better back off
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I got the sauce
I got the sauce son
We got the sauce
We got the sauce
Killing you n**** without the remorse
Riding the beamers we riding the horse
All of you n**** are out of the course
Im the reason that you got a divorce
Whipping the phantom or whipping the Porsche
On task never using the force
All of you n**** just better back off
Claiming out here that you spin the block
Homie never been up in a block
I was just roaming the streets while all of my homies carried drugs up in their socks
Mac 10s or the M12's
I was surrounded by crack sells
Vvs on my necklace
F***** with me you'll get neck less
Pause
I got the sauce (I got the sauce)
Hitting them all (Hitting them all)
Im finna ball (I'm finna ball)
Killing them all (killing them all)
Who do you call? (Who do you call?)
Man I go hard (Man I go hard)
From sun to dawn (From sun to dawn)
Killing you n**** without the remorse
Riding the beamers we riding the horse
All of you n**** are out of the course
Im the reason that you got a divorce
Whipping the phantom or whipping the Porsche
On task never using the force
All of you n**** just better back off
Ya better back off
Wasup with you homie wasup with me?
Wasup her hunny wasup with these?
I heard you f**** for love not f**** for free
And since its Sunday baby you know that its sucker free
We riding out
All of my n**** we riding out
Popping the wheelies we riding out
From coast to coast we flying out
From throat to throat I'm grinding now
On my lavish shit but I want the game
Playing you n**** like stations
Im clapping your brain
No memory card no way you can save your memories
All of you rappers remember me
Shout out to all of my n**** from highbridge
You know that I'm keeping it real
F*** it we getting it real
Getting it green not talking bout kale
To all of my n**** in jail
Try to prevail
Just keep it pushing the fire of hell uh
I got the sauce (I got the sauce)
Hitting them all (Hitting them all)
Im finna ball (I'm finna ball)
Killing them all (killing them all)
Who do you call? (Who do you call?)
Man I go hard (Man I go hard)
From sun to dawn (from sun to dawn)
Killing you n**** without the remorse
Riding the beamers we riding the horse
All of you n**** are out of the course
Im the reason that you got a divorce
Whipping the phantom or whipping the Porsche
On task never using the force
All of ya n**** just better back off
Ya better back off
Killing you n**** without the remorse
Riding the beamers we riding the horse
All of you n**** are out of the course
Im the reason that you got a divorce
Whipping the phantom or whipping the Porsche
On task never using the force
All of you n**** just better back off
Ya better back off
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Writer: Jose Ponce
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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