Sauce Money - What's That, Fuck That lyrics

rate me

Y'all muthafuckas is sadly mistaken

I think -

I don't really think y'all understand

What it is that I exactly do

I make joints for the radio

And all that, youknowmsayin?

But this is my shit right here, yo

We can just get right to it

Hope they can fuck with it

[ VERSE 1 ]

I can make joints all day, never touch a average

Sauce, hot shit, ain't nothin but a marriage

Skills that I possess, niggas die to have it

Hip-hop muthafucka, I rap like a savage

Automatics for faggots who brag about fabrics

Mad blood on your carriage, no love for you addict

I roast all y'all niggas, homicide closed, die most

It's suicide fuckin with me, try toast

Fuck cats talkin first class but fly coach

The laugh is over, Mr. Half-a-Soda

You're at your quota, I'm halfway to Minnesota

The seat 1a sippin a ice cold ??Momossa??

Never sober, when I awake I can make a wish

Head from the bitch servant or steak and fish

Arouse my meat till I'm sound asleep

Gettin brain surgery at 33'000 feet

A nigga knocked out till I hit the ground and creeped

Limo, five star hotel and a suite

Once earnin I come turnin for cunt squirmin

Bitches who front learnin, yearnin to keep the blunt burnin

[ CHORUS ]

Niggas pop shit, war, peace, what's that?

I'm goin to war with my niggas, I love that

Show me the baddest chick, I'ma touch that

I bust a slug first - (2x)

[ VERSE 2 ]

Part II to the rec off, son, get your check on

Check off, cats better step off or get stepped on

Niggas I pump lead creepin on me

Put your head to bed for sleepin on me

What, a hip-hop legend with gut

22 bitches and my wife in the cut

Fuck that, weak niggas blaze em up

Where all my Marcy muthafuckas at? (Raise em up!)

Half rock diamonds the size of glaciers, what?

Other half rock vests and spit razors up

I'm a major nut who used to lay em out

Get head but let my man fuck em and play em out

Pushed my name up, '99 got my aim up

Shit ain't bein handled correctly - changed up

Never looked in haste, but I shook the place

Can't defend your click, why you took the case?

Cats get shook with AIDS, nines and fives

Double-fours, tear gas, infrareds and knives

Anything to survive, like how a vulture get

'Stayin alive', John Travolta shit

I toast your click, disrespect what you supposed to get

Your homebase yawnin next to a sculptured dick

I got the most focussed click, it's hopeless, bitch

Sauce Money keep the dopest hits

[ CHORUS ]

[ VERSE 3 ]

Here's some inspiration for all you slackers

I used to work in the mailroom, pushin cars for bastards

They had the nicest muthafucka changin water and shit

Lookin through a supply book, orderin shit

It never really hit me until I thought of the shit

My muthafuckin pay close to borderin shit

I thought about runnin off with a bitch

Until I picked up a microphone and started slaughterin shit

Reputation grew, niggas on my dick

Then I got real brand new and wrote a hit

3 million sold, baby still chillin when it's cold

Sauce don't change, only money fold

Fuck y'all, the easiest way to word it:

Public broadcast, fuck who heard it

All that slick shit is gonna get you murdered

Nothin to fear except fear itself, I'm here to help

Come with niggas, run with niggas

Have fun with niggas, hold guns with niggas

See the sun with niggas, shoot fair ones with niggas

Subtract from the sum when I'm done with niggas

[ CHORUS ]

2000 shit

Legend

Marley Marl

Sauce Muthafuckin

MIDDLE FINGER U.