Bizzy Banks - Hot Sauce lyrics

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Bizzy Banks - Hot Sauce lyrics

[Intro] What? Uh (Tay Keith, fu*k these ni**as up) Uh uh, get money (Look) [Chorus] Plug told me hit him when the work done Lil' booties matter, told that lil' b*tch to twerk some I ain't tryna fu*k, told her hit me when the purse come When it's time to spin, ni**as know I be the first one We could turn them to a hole though, we could shirt some, uh You ain't no killer, you ain't merk none Out of all my friends, ni**as knew I was the worse one You ain't never had a gun, you ain't even burst one [Verse 1] ni**a, I was trappin' for a honеy bun You was out snackin', eatin' honey buns Talkin' like a shootеr, you ain't shooting none I need two b*tches, I ain't choosing one I was in the trap, hitting two up on the one Skipped music class, but I always kept a drum I was told to re-up on the pack before it's done Tryna keep up with my life, that'll leave you looking dumb 'Cause b*tch, I'm spending top dollar If you can't Prada me, then who the fu*k you proud of? If you ain't my b*tch, then you ain't getting nada Only Runtz up in this bag, I ain't got sour No, I ain't got sour (Look) [Chorus] Plug told me hit him when the work done Lil' booties matter, told that lil' b*tch to twerk some I ain't tryna fu*k, told her hit me when the purse come When it's time to spin, ni**as know I be the first one We could turn them to a hole though, we could shirt some, uh You ain't no killer, you ain't merk none Out of all my friends, ni**as knew I was the worse one You ain't never had a gun, you ain't even burst one [Verse 2] You ain't never shoot sh*t, ni**a why you cap? I ain't see you on your block, ni**a where you at? Had to find a wave on my own 'cause I ain't have a map Shawty said she want me, tell that b*tch that I ain't having that Look, baby if you want me get my name tatted How you jack that boy's gang, I heard that man ratted ni**as always tough up on the net, but they don't want static ni**as always jackin' gang 'til it's beef, they don't jack it Why you tryna act like you a Kobe? You gon' pass it If your grip is dirty then the floor is where I'm ashing I used to go sleep up in the trap, they had no mattress How you broke with all this money around you? You got no passion (Look) [Chorus] Plug told me hit him when the work done Lil' booties matter, told that lil' b*tch to twerk some I ain't tryna fu*k, told her hit me when the purse come When it's time to spin, ni**as know I be the first one We could turn them to a hole though, we could shirt some, uh You ain't no killer, you ain't merk none Out of all my friends, ni**as knew I was the worse one You ain't never had a gun, you ain't even burst one

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