Drip Sauce

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You Know
 Drip Sauce shawty look
 Red light green light hit the gas homie
 This about to be some shit I'm bout to pass homie
 And I ain't only talking bout the loud
 Going hard in the paint I ain't seen a foul (You know)
 Keep them dollars in a stack that's single file (Yeah)
 Drip sauce now they wonder if I'm single now
 Take a second my nigga and let me break it down
 Take a second my nigga and let me break it down
 Gotta show you how this Cleveland nigga get around (Yeah)
 And it's a blessing if you make it out this bitch now (You Know)
 Gotta show you how this Cleveland nigga put it down
 And it's a blessing if you make it out this bitch now
 And I had to say it twice my nigga
 Play stupid catch one that's life my nigga (Woo)
 In the land niggas getting bodied everyday (Ba ba ba ba)
 So it's a blessing just to end the day
 And believe we a spray that quick
 Ain't a nigga in the nine bout to lay down quick (Uhh)
 Stay on the grind I don't play that shit (Nah)
 And when the hook come around better say that
 Imma drip sauce on these hoes
 Count bank on these hoes
 See a hater now or later I suppose
 Imma roll like a 18 wheeler
 Fresher than them second time around imma (Second time around)
 And imma drip sauce on these hoes
 Count bank on these hoes
 See a hater now or later I suppose
 Imma roll like a 18 wheeler
 Fresher than them second time around
 Imma do this shit again (Yo)
 And imma do this shit again and again and again
 And a motherfucking gain (You Know)
 Ain't no room for a hater when you headed to them m's
 Ain't no room for a thot when you pull up in that benz
 Take a second let this marinate (Yeah)
 Niggas claim they all ride but they don't pedal straight (What)
 How the fuck is you a boss and you don't regulate (What)
 Drip sauce count bank on the everyday
 Stay devoted to the grind homie (Yeah)
 And if the land taught me anything
 You know I keep mine on me (Ba ba)
 Still a younging but I been a shooter (You Know)
 And if shawty ride with me bet her mouth make me hallelujah
 And that's word to myself Heft
 I been up at the top trying to see if it's another step (Uhh)
 Real niggas ain't too many left (Uhh)
 So I keep the hammer tight
 Even by myself imma drip
 Imma drip sauce on these hoes
 Count bank on these hoes
 See a hater now or later I suppose
 Imma roll like a 18 wheeler
 Fresher than them second time around imma (Second time around)
 And imma drip sauce on these hoes
 Count bank on these hoes
 See a hater now or later I suppose
 Imma roll like a 18 wheeler
 Fresher than them second time around
 Imma do this shit again
 Big wheels 18 want more smoke more count more (Count it)
 Take it further than life go
 You know nine up got cash so clean
 Bitch bad she bad I smash count stacks
 Niggas hate count that move foward
 Making moves stay smooth
 Living life jugg too that's all I do
 Turnt up no regrets I'm blessed
 Got respect count checks what's next
 You can catch me on the scene flying in a jet (Ya boy gone)
 Ain't no limit to this boy I keep her pussy wet (I keep her wet)
 Smoke a blunt then I'm back up where the pussy at (Drip drip)
 Drip sauce on that hoe then it's on to the next (Ya boy gone)
 King fresh up in the game but I'm playing like a vet
 Imma have to take it over and earn my respect
 I ain't even gone stop when them millions hit the check
 Thank God for this life
 And pray my niggas stay blessed (Yeah)
 Imma drip sauce on these hoes
 Count bank on these hoes
 See a hater now or later I suppose
 Imma roll like a 18 wheeler
 Fresher than them second time around imma (Second time around)
 And imma drip sauce on these hoes
 Count bank on these hoes
 See a hater now or later I suppose
 Imma roll like a 18 wheeler
 Fresher than them second time around
 Imma do this shit again

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Duration
04:00
Key
7
Tempo
167 BPM

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