Bizzy Banks - Hot Sauce lyrics
[Bizzy Banks - Hot Sauce lyrics]
Uh uh, get money (Look)
Plug told me hit him when the work done
Lil' booties matter
Told that lil' bitch to twerk some
I ain't tryna fuck
Told her hit me when the purse come
When it's time to spin
Niggas know I be the first one
We could turn 'em to a hole
Though, we could shirt some, uh
You ain't no killer, you ain't merk none
Out of all my friends
Niggas knew I was the worse one
You ain't never have a gun
You ain't even burst onе
Nigga, I was trappin' for a honey bun
You was out snackin', eatin' honey buns
Talkin' likе a shooter
You ain't shootin' none
I need two bitches, I ain't choosin' one
I was in the trap, hittin' 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 lookin' dumb
'Cause bitch, I'm spendin' top dollar
If you can't Prada me
Then who the fuck you proud of?
If you ain't my bitch
Then you ain't gettin' nada
Only Runtz up in this bag, I ain't got sour
No, I ain't got sour (Look)
Plug told me hit him when the work done
Lil' booties matter
Told that lil' bitch to twerk some
I ain't tryna fuck
Told her hit me when the purse come
When it's time to spin
Niggas know I be the first one
We could turn 'em to a hole
Though, we could shirt some, uh
You ain't no killer, you ain't merk none
Out of all my friends
Niggas knew I was the worse one
You ain't never have a gun
You ain't even burst one
You ain't never shoot shit
Nigga why you cap?
I ain't see you on your block
Nigga 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 bitch that I ain't havin' that
But baby, if you want me get my name tatted
How you jack that boy's gang?
I heard that man ratted
Niggas always tough up on the net
But they don't want static
Niggas 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 crib is dirty then the
Floor is where I'm ashin'
I used to go sleep up in the trap
They had no mattress
How you broke with all this money
'round? You got no passion (Look)
Plug told me hit him when the work done
Lil' booties matter
Told that lil' bitch to twerk some
I ain't tryna fuck
Told her hit me when the purse come
When it's time to spin
Niggas know I be the first one
We could turn 'em to a hole
Though, we could shirt some, uh
You ain't no killer, you ain't merk none
Out of all my friends
Niggas knew I was the worse one
You ain't never have a gun
You ain't even burst one