[Produced by JRag]
JRag...JRag
n***a never know out here, man
Splash, Sauce
Oowee, oowee
I don't know!
[Chorus]
All these n***as is b**hes I swear that this sh** so crazy
(Why?) I don't know!
All these b**hes is cappin' but really you b**hes fugazi
(Why?) I don't know!
Will I see heaven? Hell, I don't know!
Will you turn fake on me? I don't know!
Will you turn snitch on me?
Will you hit licks with me?
Will you get rich with me?
I don't know!
Damn...
I don't know!
[Verse 1]
I don't know 'bout these hoes
I don't know 'bout these n***as
But I know bout my pistol
I'm 'bout that issue
All of my n***as is creatures, they robbing for features
Ain't nothing that they doing holy
My n***as need preachers
Damn...
sh** crazy
I don't know why
She gave me all of her money
She don't know why
P.I
n***a try play me for dummy
He don't know why?
(Why?) He gotta die
Eye, Head, Leg, Thigh
Pin on the donkey
I don't know why the b**h want me
But the b**h on me
This yo b**h? (I don't know!)
And I don't want her (getcha hoe!)
She was fake anyway everything was bought
Sometimes that sh** cool but not always for a boss
I like a real b**h
With some real a** and some real titties
And I don't give a damn
b**h, I'm Sauce P. Diddy!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I don't know why these streets ain't real no more
(I don't!)
I don't know why these n***as act like hoes
(I don't!)
All these n***as envy me
Used to be a friend of me now you my enemy
Wanna get at me?
sh**, I'm still dripping, still pimpin'
Riding around in that Benz, looking like a Bentley
Blonde-head white girl with me
Her name, Tiffany
n***as always braggin bout foreigns
She from Sydney
Australia, I'm a playa
Got game like Romey-Rome
Himalayas, yeah
Sauce Gotti, Maserati
Who would of ever thought I used to put beams on shottys
Lillard beat my team
f** it, pour the lean
I'm black Charlie Sheen
My b**h Maybelline
(Woo!) My car so clean
Farragamo jeans
That's two onion rings...
I said that's two onion rings
I'm sauce!!!
[Chorus]