Saucey Downs - O M M Lyrics

Sauce
Wooo
Skrt

Just make sure Steven get his hundred percent in the BMI

On my momma
On my momma (hot sauce, Cholula)
On my momma
On my momma
I just need to be me, On my momma
I just need to be free, On my momma (on god)
I need a new whip, On my momma
I need to go and get these chips, On my momma

I just got fired from my job yeah, on my momma
(From my job)
And it made me feel alive yeah, on my momma
(Feel alive)
They gone make me take a drive yea, on my momma
(Ocean Drive)
I don't want to hear no jive, On my momma
(I don't want to hear no jive)

Man I do it for the city
I don't do it for no haters
They gone put me on the Fader
On the day we get the Raiders (Whoop)
Brodie made the beat and then he sent it to me later
By the time I got to Steven, he was counting up the paper (Woo)

I just need to be me, On my momma
I just need to be free, On my momma (whoop
I need a new whip, On my momma
I need to go and get these chips (On my momma)
(SauceMode, Cholula)

They be like Saucey, you Saucey
Tell me, what is the process?
I drop that beat into Logic
And then I get it to poppin
Manifested with DSNY
And we got it to rockin
Then we got done with the project
And then we sent it to rocco
(Chi-rounnn)

I might dip on you (dip)
I might drip on you (drip)
I might sauce on you (sauce)
(Young man, swerve)
I might, I might
I might serve on you (swerve)
I might flex on you (flex)
I might jig on you (Put that on my mama.)

I just need to be me (On my momma)
I just need to be free (On my momma)
I need a new whip (On my momma)
I need to go and get these chips (On my momma)

My name is on my mama (Sauce)
My game is on my mama
What you say about my mama
I don't play about my mama
I don't want to hear it if you really got a problem Boy you know I'm like my momma
Go outside with all that drama
Yeah, Motorola still in the jacket pocket (Motorola)
I'm from a place where they probably teach you the jacking process (jackin')
I might get arrested for just how black my thought is (Black)
I built that thang and then they came
Like I was Kevin Costner, Field Of Dreams
Bros on my mama (Sauce)
On my mama
On my mama
On my mama

Woo
Hoo
Haa
Fhrrh
Cholula
Sauce
Woo, hoo, hoo, hrr, skr
Hoo