Playboi Carti - Lucki X Carti Saucin lyrics

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Playboi Carti - Lucki X Carti Saucin lyrics

Pipe up, pipe up [Hook] Sauce em' up like Melo Sauce em' up like Melo She can't even come over unless she bring a friend or fellow Sauce em' up like Melo She can't even come over unless she bring a friend or fellow [Verse 1: Playboi Carti] Young Carti, young Creflo Countin' up like Creflo Shootas on my front porch Serve you at the front door Goons, thugs, cutthroats Pipe up How could I front those? Them blocks, them blocks, them blocks Yeah we run those My chain, my watch, my watch Yeah I'm so cold n***as talkin' fashion, bout that action I went Nino Movin' in a rover Movin' with a odor Ziploc then I go up Yo b**h made me throwup Diamonds do the holdup Make a play then po' up Diamonds do the holdup Make a play then [Bridge: Playboi Carti] Posted in the booth with the boof Posted in the booth with the boof That b**h ain't f**in' we gon' kick her out the room She say y'all n***as be the truth we say true Countin' up, fillin' up them Tru's She ain't gotta ask me what I do Thumbin' through the check with my crew She gon' f** on me then my crew She gon' f** on me then my crew She gon' f** on me then my crew [Verse 2: Lucki Eck$] Yah, yah, yah Five green monsters 10 percs for my b**h grandmama Aye, aye, aye She just f** with me for my views Aye, aye, aye Servin' purp n' lean, don't drink booze Aye, aye, aye Think you robbin' me, dude is boozed n' confused On some skinny jeans, but you see this move on me too what a fool Aye, aye Carti got a stain in play Hit that first then pa** that ye off right to twin I'm Ray J Scoop me on a payday She gon' catch me off of Snapchat She just copped my re-up, I let my plug tax now Least that I back down, boy check my background I been crappin' n***as points since the backgrounds [Bridge: Playboi Carti] Posted in the booth with the boof Posted in the booth with the boof That b**h ain't f**in' we gon' kick her out the room She say y'all n***as be the truth we say true Countin' up, fillin' up them Tru's She ain't gotta ask me what I do Thumbin' through the check with my crew She gon' f** on me then my crew She gon' f** on me then my crew She gon' f** on me then my crew

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