Bitch I got the sauce, so
F*ck what it cost
F*ck what it cost
I got that motherf*cking sauce
Bitch I got the sauce, I got the juice bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
Bitch I really do this
Stay in ya lane, I'm pulling the rein, listen, we are different
Baby, we are not the same, I'm Jordan, game six winning
You are hardly Pippen, I'm a warrior's depiction
I'm Steph Curry dripping sauce, f*ck you thought what this is
The blood is leaving a stain
Drove me insane so I had to blow that nigga's brain
That Kurt Cobain smells like teen spirit and mary jane
Geeking off cocaine, got 'em seeing thangs like David Blaine
Forever attitude on horror, the drip slaughter
Always down for that torture, your life I barter
Bullets fly to depart ya, f*ck ya departure
Do it for the free exposure, ya mother mourn ya
Bitch
Bitch I got the sauce, so
F*ck what it cost
F*ck what it cost
I got that motherf*cking sauce
Bitch I got the sauce, I got the juice bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
Bitch I really do this
Baby, I'm a blessin', you gotta respect this
Still ain't get the message, you must got a death wish
Money my confession and your soul, I'll suppress it
Father time's tickin', my patience running out quick
Motherf*cking peons, you messing with a demon
Niggas steady preaching to the choir like a deacon
You can't really reach her, she higher than sativa
Basic groupie bitches on my dick like Justin Bieber
Hard to break like nokia
My drive is sky high so I climbing higher than a lear
Stratosphere, I'm a hit it hard when I premiere
Bodies of my peers hanging from the ceiling chandelier
Bitch I got the sauce, so
F*ck what it cost
F*ck what it cost
I got that motherf*cking sauce
Bitch I got the sauce, I got the juice bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
Bitch I really do this
Shantel Giselle - Sauce Lyrics
Shantel Giselle - Sauce Lyrics
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Bitch I got the sauce, so
F*ck what it cost
F*ck what it cost
I got that motherf*cking sauce
Bitch I got the sauce, I got the juice bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
Bitch I really do this
Stay in ya lane, I'm pulling the rein, listen, we are different
Baby, we are not the same, I'm Jordan, game six winning
You are hardly Pippen, I'm a warrior's depiction
I'm Steph Curry dripping sauce, f*ck you thought what this is
The blood is leaving a stain
Drove me insane so I had to blow that nigga's brain
That Kurt Cobain smells like teen spirit and mary jane
Geeking off cocaine, got 'em seeing thangs like David Blaine
Forever attitude on horror, the drip slaughter
Always down for that torture, your life I barter
Bullets fly to depart ya, f*ck ya departure
Do it for the free exposure, ya mother mourn ya
Bitch
Bitch I got the sauce, so
F*ck what it cost
F*ck what it cost
I got that motherf*cking sauce
Bitch I got the sauce, I got the juice bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
Bitch I really do this
Baby, I'm a blessin', you gotta respect this
Still ain't get the message, you must got a death wish
Money my confession and your soul, I'll suppress it
Father time's tickin', my patience running out quick
Motherf*cking peons, you messing with a demon
Niggas steady preaching to the choir like a deacon
You can't really reach her, she higher than sativa
Basic groupie bitches on my dick like Justin Bieber
Hard to break like nokia
My drive is sky high so I climbing higher than a lear
Stratosphere, I'm a hit it hard when I premiere
Bodies of my peers hanging from the ceiling chandelier
Bitch I got the sauce, so
F*ck what it cost
F*ck what it cost
I got that motherf*cking sauce
Bitch I got the sauce, I got the juice bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
Bitch I really do this
F*ck what it cost
F*ck what it cost
I got that motherf*cking sauce
Bitch I got the sauce, I got the juice bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
Bitch I really do this
Stay in ya lane, I'm pulling the rein, listen, we are different
Baby, we are not the same, I'm Jordan, game six winning
You are hardly Pippen, I'm a warrior's depiction
I'm Steph Curry dripping sauce, f*ck you thought what this is
The blood is leaving a stain
Drove me insane so I had to blow that nigga's brain
That Kurt Cobain smells like teen spirit and mary jane
Geeking off cocaine, got 'em seeing thangs like David Blaine
Forever attitude on horror, the drip slaughter
Always down for that torture, your life I barter
Bullets fly to depart ya, f*ck ya departure
Do it for the free exposure, ya mother mourn ya
Bitch
Bitch I got the sauce, so
F*ck what it cost
F*ck what it cost
I got that motherf*cking sauce
Bitch I got the sauce, I got the juice bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
Bitch I really do this
Baby, I'm a blessin', you gotta respect this
Still ain't get the message, you must got a death wish
Money my confession and your soul, I'll suppress it
Father time's tickin', my patience running out quick
Motherf*cking peons, you messing with a demon
Niggas steady preaching to the choir like a deacon
You can't really reach her, she higher than sativa
Basic groupie bitches on my dick like Justin Bieber
Hard to break like nokia
My drive is sky high so I climbing higher than a lear
Stratosphere, I'm a hit it hard when I premiere
Bodies of my peers hanging from the ceiling chandelier
Bitch I got the sauce, so
F*ck what it cost
F*ck what it cost
I got that motherf*cking sauce
Bitch I got the sauce, I got the juice bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
F*ck wrong with you bitch
Bitch I really do this
Writer: Shantel Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC