[Hook/Chorus] (x4)
Had to sauce on a b**h
Had to sauce on a b**h
Made her fall from the drip
Now she all on my dick
[Verse 1]
I never stop for these hoes
But I might pause on a b**h
Slid down on them hoes
Santa Claus on a b**h
Grew a bead on these hoes
Ricky Ross on a b**h
Still fall with it though
Randy Moss on a b**h
When n***as was hating
She thought I wasn’t making out of them tough
Shawty want to get naked
Yeah I got the sauce and they all want to taste it
Like (?)
Im hotter than Satan
They all out of patience
Yeah these b**hes falling they want me to chase them
They think ima cut them but my name ain’t Jason
They got me mistaken
A b**h can get nathan
They all on my dick
I can’t get them off me
Shout out to my pops MOB like he taught me
I get bucks like Milwaukee
Drip sauce on whoever cross me
They say im cold
Im icy im frosty
No b**h you can’t call me (?) im salty
They know I was saucy yeah
[Hook/Chorus] (x4)
Had to sauce on a b**h
Had to sauce on a b**h
Made her fall from the drip
Now she all on my dick
[Verse 2]
Im to cold for these hoes
Jack Frost on a b**h
Take the breath out a hoe
Check a pulse on a b**h
Big dog on these hoes
Versace draws on my dick
Loving basketball on a b**h
Watch dripping (?) in a wrist
As soon as I walk through the door
I drip like a faucet thats (?)
I step on a hoe
Burned berry sauce on the coal
Still dripping sauce on the flow
So please watch your step
Like Nike b**h I got a check
Fly like I hoped in a jet
I promise im fresh
If we got a problem its that
I let this chopper finesse
Ready for the drama
That 9 on my bro Iguodala
I’ll promise these b**hes go blocka
No future dont holla although she see me in designer no b**h we can’t f** up no commas
She sweat me (no sauna)
She want to eat me like piranhas
And blow like a fan no Katana
Like im at (?)
Get that boy reckted like Obama
And slide on my like some pajamas
[Hook/Chorus] (x4)
Had to sauce on a b**h
Had to sauce on a b**h
Made her fall from the drip
Now she all on my dick