Lemme turn up my sauce real quick
Workin for no boss real shit
Niggas really want me to quit
No boi you thought like shit
Tell the haters suck my dick
Got a bitch you cannot hit
Im a flame you cannot match
We not on the same shit
Get it quick like lickity split
Get rich and ice out my wrist
No you cannot ask me shit
So high the clouds on my dick
Just count up the cheese the profit
I heard they love my kits
They want my vsts
But thats all a secret
Tellin secrets to these hoes
Niggas know youll get exposed
He swore he was on go til that bullet took off his nose
Pull the trigger watch him fold
Watch his body leave his soul
I can be evil if you let it out of me the devil is woke
Get the bag right
She sip the act right
Give her act right
And then she'll act right
If she can take the pipe
She'll get it all night
We never fuss & fight
Just roll the gas and light
Lemme turn up my sauce real quick
Workin for no boss real shit
Niggas really want me to quit
No boi you thought like shit
Tell the haters suck my dick
Got a bitch you cannot hit
Im a flame you cannot match
We not on the same shit
Get it quick like lickity split
Get rich and ice out my wrist
No you cannot ask me shit
So high the clouds on my dick
Just count up the cheese the profit
I heard they love my kits
They want my vsts
But thats all a secret
ReeseyGotIt - Sauce Sorcerer Lyrics
ReeseyGotIt - Sauce Sorcerer Lyrics
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Lemme turn up my sauce real quick
Workin for no boss real shit
Niggas really want me to quit
No boi you thought like shit
Tell the haters suck my dick
Got a bitch you cannot hit
Im a flame you cannot match
We not on the same shit
Get it quick like lickity split
Get rich and ice out my wrist
No you cannot ask me shit
So high the clouds on my dick
Just count up the cheese the profit
I heard they love my kits
They want my vsts
But thats all a secret
Tellin secrets to these hoes
Niggas know youll get exposed
He swore he was on go til that bullet took off his nose
Pull the trigger watch him fold
Watch his body leave his soul
I can be evil if you let it out of me the devil is woke
Get the bag right
She sip the act right
Give her act right
And then she'll act right
If she can take the pipe
She'll get it all night
We never fuss & fight
Just roll the gas and light
Lemme turn up my sauce real quick
Workin for no boss real shit
Niggas really want me to quit
No boi you thought like shit
Tell the haters suck my dick
Got a bitch you cannot hit
Im a flame you cannot match
We not on the same shit
Get it quick like lickity split
Get rich and ice out my wrist
No you cannot ask me shit
So high the clouds on my dick
Just count up the cheese the profit
I heard they love my kits
They want my vsts
But thats all a secret
Workin for no boss real shit
Niggas really want me to quit
No boi you thought like shit
Tell the haters suck my dick
Got a bitch you cannot hit
Im a flame you cannot match
We not on the same shit
Get it quick like lickity split
Get rich and ice out my wrist
No you cannot ask me shit
So high the clouds on my dick
Just count up the cheese the profit
I heard they love my kits
They want my vsts
But thats all a secret
Tellin secrets to these hoes
Niggas know youll get exposed
He swore he was on go til that bullet took off his nose
Pull the trigger watch him fold
Watch his body leave his soul
I can be evil if you let it out of me the devil is woke
Get the bag right
She sip the act right
Give her act right
And then she'll act right
If she can take the pipe
She'll get it all night
We never fuss & fight
Just roll the gas and light
Lemme turn up my sauce real quick
Workin for no boss real shit
Niggas really want me to quit
No boi you thought like shit
Tell the haters suck my dick
Got a bitch you cannot hit
Im a flame you cannot match
We not on the same shit
Get it quick like lickity split
Get rich and ice out my wrist
No you cannot ask me shit
So high the clouds on my dick
Just count up the cheese the profit
I heard they love my kits
They want my vsts
But thats all a secret
Writer: Maurice West
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid