Sauce Money
Sauce Money - Middle Finger U lyrics
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Fuck these niggas I don't give a fuck about nothin And you either This is for you tommy tuckersyou know emneighborhood suckers We all got emstupid motherfuckers Wanna-be rap brothers--ruggers--bitin ass niggas who love us Idolize useat a dickcan't touch us Slick niggafar from a snitch nigga Or bitch niggaquick to click on a sick nigga Where it's at niggaroam with the chrome nigga Fat niggabat against your dome nigga I'm that niggaone you can't even crush Type of cat shit in your crib and don't even flush Kind of nigga when you see him that you wantin to touch On some russell simmons shitbut ain't in no rush Cause when the shit hit the fanwho the hell can you trust? Duckin the blow? really? where the fuck can you go? Who the fuck can you get when I'm ready to spit When you hear my name I make you hate spaghetti and shit Spit and aim with the fifthif I get caught in a lie Ten shots light you up like the 4th of july I don't need your helpbitchI got support from the sky Quite fluidI'm a definiteyou might do it Bitchesguns and onesgot a right to it Fuck up against the wallI send your ass right through it Tattooed like mike did itleave you lightheaded Swear to gody'all niggas better act like christ said it Hey yo yo who the hell this sauce nigga think he talkin toman? Arrogant bastard Chubby motherfucker You think you alla thatman? I can't even stand to hear this shit no moreman Hey you know what motherfuckers? it don't stop there I'ma solidify my rap spot til it's not fair Nothin to do with itniggas say"i'm glad it was them" Somethin to do with itniggas gon' be glad it was them Inspire menor some r&b shit and fire ten With mya in itgettin head from the way the tires spin My whole circle is hotlike when the dryer spin You just a cub niggatrapped off in a lion's den Lookin for love? fuck youyou found hatestupid I run with a 112 kids who raped cupid Plus got headsee my eyesbloodshot red Hands where I can cee like busta said I lead by examplenigga - must I led? Last thing you hear is shots and every cuss I said Real niggas walkin awayparamedics walkin your way Crackin jokes while I'm talkin to jay Gettin head from four dimes from new york in a day This flow here is stainlesswhat you thought it was clay? Thought it was gold? only thing it bought was your soul Split your wigthen confuse you for that fork in the road I don't play with wack rappersI slay wack rappers Only aim to decay and spray wack rappers If niggas wanna frontand say fuck my shit Don't buy my albumfuck you and suck my dick Better forget itjust to be specific Cause if you the onethen I'm too terrific Better relax'fore you get it twisted It's to the death nowif you make the shitlist Forget your lingoand how you primadonna niggas mingle I'm real moneyfold upyou funny moneyjingle News flashhere's a hot-ass item to bring you Had a carroleyand house before my first single I know how y'all niggas rollquiet as a tear My album ain't even droppedand I'm writer of the year I got shitfind me in your record store under 'hot shit' While you registerunder 'not shit' I drop hits in the streets and triggers'll blow Show after showwatch himbig as I roll We all know the rulesfooljewelsbitches and dough Did you hear? I'm the fattestnicest nigga you know And I kill a muthafucka just to gain a buck Confuse niggasbust gunsand aim to duck If you happen to sell half weight your game is luck Who write for who? y'all sound the samelame as fuck Can't control ittried to sell itheard it the way you told it Who bought it? and if you sold it? extort it For somethin I might have smokedroll it Never get grimy as meI fuck a rattle snake if a nigga hold it I got both sides of the fence in minute I got hits with jayclarkprimoand none of my wheels is rented I got a smash with puff bout to drop any minute