Hot Sauce

OOWEE!
The syrup inside me these racks on my body
I got the Maybach my bro in the Masi, you play with the sauce then you missing
a body
All of my scooters they scooting about me, they splashing and squirting and
shooting about me
I-I went Jurassic we chew up the body
Boy you ain’t know what to do with a body
Boy you ain’t G can’t be you with a body but you only strapped and a for a body
All of my diamonds is big and they brazy and they work out real hard like they
doing pilates
Boy can’t believe that a nigga so stupid to play over him make the news on a
Friday
Way I be drippin' and pimpin' these bitches Ice Cube gotta use me when he redo
friday
Bitch I’m a baller these niggas like Kobe I never switch teams it’s that hoopa
inside me
Yeah Imma switch out his face with that tray he be stealing my way is a shooter
inside me
Yeah I hear stories and rumors about me
But it ain’t nothing that doing about me
I’m outta space and the rumors about me
Telling them something, thats look for a hobby
Oh you got one I got few in the lobby
It’s really that I got 2 in the lobby
Everything dancing my shoe ain’t gone copy
Stay out my business you moving too sloppy
I’m not a but I tutor my pocket
Look at yo face what you do with a rocket
You ain’t gone let up the fire and rock it
Oh-oh you a plug, we takin yo socket
Ran out of mud, we gone relock it
Drank in my city we always restock it
Bitch I’m a boss I ain’t doing no flockin'
I want the benjamins all in yo wallet
Shit, pull out the Maybachs its all black and polished
OOWEE!