Sauce Walka - Seasoning lyrics

[Intro]: Say man, I got this flavour man You know what I'm talking about Everybody ain't got them herbs, them minerals and spices You know what I'm saying? Everybody ain't got what it takes to make the thousand dollar plate [Hook]: Hey! I got that seasoning I got that seasoning I got that seasoning I got that seasoning You ain't got ingredients n***a Your diamonds ain't blinking my n***a She ain't Puerto Rican my n***a The f** was you thinking my n***a? I got that seasoning I got that seasoning I got that seasoning I got ingredients You ain't got ingredients n***a Your diamonds ain't blinking my n***a She ain't Puerto Rican my n***a The f** was you thinking my n***a? [Verse 1]: But I want bud in the kitchen But I want bud by the stove I got that Tony [?] Buddy snitched up and had a baby by a bada** ho But I invented this drippin' Since we were twelve we were pimpin' Riding with choppers on Christmas [?] and b**hes Sippin' out the [Red Rube?] Rose gold on my tooth You a [?] to win a bruise I done made it to the news Lovin' myself when I started drippin'' Buying these clothes to finess women Buying these cars to impress these women Met a rich b**h worth a half a mill Had to break it for a [?] Never thought that she'd be invested to the business paying 7 thou' I gave her something she could love I gave her something she could stand on Future foundation cause my plan's strong How you have a house with fine women when a man bring a hundred bands home [Hook] [Verse 2]: Boy I got all of the spill All of my diamonds is real I celebrate cause I really shed blood in the field I done lost n***as for real I done shed so many tears Never forget the day my face was touching the steel Family faking, they was hating my dreams Nowadays I'm close to touchin' a mill Gave these flavours out to all of my peers You boys should be grateful for that Who taught you to swim with a splash? Who got you three b**hes like that? Who taught you to ask for the cash? Turn a chicken dinner to a winner Now I'm under shade in the winter Just layin' chains in a chinchilla Saucin' knowledge and it ain't simple All my b**hes got pretty nipples Curly hair like Shirley Temple And it's paying like Oprah Winfrey Mac 9, it sings like a [?] If you ever like the let the sauce fool you Hit a n***a with a hadouken Boy you're salty just like Lucas [Hook]