Montana Of 300 - Had To Sauce lyrics

[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