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SAUCE MONEY

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[Intro]
It don't get no betta than this (uh-uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
B-K muthafucka

[Verse 1]
It's a shame but, alot been change since we came up
I used ta run wit them, now I got my guns for them
Treat my hollows like trash, strait dumpin' 'em
Sauce Money show niggaz no love when I come for them
They thought they left a real nigga on his ass black
And that my numbers wouldn't rise like Nasdaq
And gotta re-half that, just pass that
We 'gon clash black for playin' the middle like ya ass crack
You can ball ova here, I play pass that
Exotic cats love ta talk peace when you blast back
No more fair ones, know you shot enuff of them
Don't really wanna do it, now you gotta fuck wit 'em
I'ma shit everytime that I hear ???
And make ya real ugly like bitter beer face
Sendin' fake thugs back ta the essence
Since my Rolex was a gift, there's no betta time than the present

[Chorus]
This one is for my hustlaz
(Right!)
Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz
(Not tonite!)
If you a dough gettin' swinga
Niggaz act funny wit cha money
Whatcha do?
(Give 'em the finga!)

This one is for my hustlaz
(Right!)
Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz
(Not tonite!)
If you a dough gettin' swinga
Niggaz act funny wit cha money
Whatcha do?
(Give 'em the finga!)

[Verse 2]
I dedicate this ta cats want they cheddar ta rise
Fifty grand too much, O.K. Seventy-Five
Sauce Money kinda cat you could never despise
Hit the streets lookin' like you a betta disquise
Get a grip, I'm the preacher, you dance wit the devil
Whoever my eyes focus on is not on my level
Not even close, ex-girlfriends hatin' ta see it
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