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Sauce On Spill Lyrics - Artist : K-Trap
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My young boy juice man with he kitchen blade Da streets ain't nice No way can you throw dat away He grabbed it from da kitchen dat's Mommy's knife Shits all cray I gotta leave dis twisted life But until den' I'm in da bando Quarter chicken no sides Niggas wanna draw me I'm like why? How much times did I jump in da ride Shotty on my lap two taps from life Now I got drillers on tap Everyday I'm in someone's flat Just running the tap till the flake just shhh (Whip it, Whip It) Cuh' I don't wanna say too much on ah track You can never put ah price on ya life You can never pay too much for ah wap I got ah direct plug I can never pay too much for ah pack You get ah direct slug You ain't gotta say too much to get slapped Everyday I push grub Drop ah link and whip get it back That's why you always see me in Harrods Trying on ah pair with the rip and ah splash That's why you always see me in the party Sauce on spill with ah bitch dats bad She snaps way too much in ah foreign I made the bitch go home in ah cab Sauce on spill every time we step Came ah long way from dem grimy steps Splash down pebs Fire off skengs Everyday I live my life on the edge Everyday I ring trap get trappy Everyday my cash piling again Dem' fools on twitter just typing again Now we got the 4's in da dinger just riding again Pull up, Hop out, Bang it! Now we gotta remind em' again Now I gotta go "No comment" Cuh' da' pricks tryna try me again Deez' pricks wanna try me again So I'm riding around with life in da car Squeeze both hands in my latex I don't want to ties to dis' car Some men ain't got no heart You see when it starts dey' step out last All I wanna do is just blast And speed back home for ah petro-bath If you talking bout Yola' I'm down to my last Wait, let me call da plug It's none till later, Man this is jar I got ah bitch in knickers and bra Telling me she wanna put her back in arch Said she wanna fuck all night I said "alright" but da' trap say "Nah!" Cuh' I'm ah full time grinder I do quite well with dis' like'ah I'm in Upshur putting in post codes Dis phone rips off more den' driver I'm in slays tryna bless me ah "B" I think I need my voice more higher But I can't even finish dis' 8-bar Cuh' I just got a shop for ah 9-ball Sauce on spill every time we step Came ah long way from dem grimy steps Splash down pebs Fire off skengs Everyday I live my life on the edge Everyday I ring trap get trappy Everyday my cash piling again Dem' fools on twitter just typing again Now we got the 4's in da dinger just riding again Pull up, Hop out, Bang it! Now we gotta remind em' again Now I gotta go "No comment" Cuh' da' pricks tryna try me again Slay Products' |
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