Swimming in the Sauce by Aaronya Lyrics
[Verse 1]
And really I’m just dripping in finesse
Swimming in the sauce and it’s chilly on my neck
She told me papi chulo can I get a ride
Fuck them niggas from that other side
I’m a big nigga, big baller, big spender
Money getter, shot caller
Ben baller got me drippin’, still sippin’
Scottie pimpin’ on these hoes from N.O to the Mason Dixon
Still mixing, Hypnotic with the Henny like it’s 03’
I mix the chronic with the hash that’s the OG
You know me steady money getter money flippa’
What’s young money to a young nigga, not a thang
Man fuck them guys
Fuck that nigga from that other side
I said baby just hop in my ride
She said papi can you come inside
I tell her, work it, twerk it, drop it, pop it, lock it, wop it, ain’t no stoppin’
Dirty green never clean
In my kush, Reggie Bush
Fuck all that extra shit
Niggas can not take me out of my element
I’m getting all this cash feel like I’m killing the presidents
I’m getting all this dough just look at all of these hoes
Switching sides and she switching tones
I got the ball so she’s down to roll
She got the call and she’s down to go
In the car she dippin low
Ducking hoes and she ducking niggas
Cause she know that she be fucking niggas
Y’all niggas die for a G
That shit ain’t nothing to me
That shit like 20 to me
Y’all niggas funny to me
[Chorus]
When I’m drunk of the jungle juice I feel like the truth
Feeling like a Boss, feeling like a Boss Damn
Feeling like a Boss, feeling like a Boss Damn
Swimming in the sauce, Swimming in the sauce
Swimming in the sauce, Swimming in the sauce
Straight shots aiming at your fucking head
Niggas try to pull up on me and they fucking dead
[Part 2]
All my life all I ever wanted to do was be an animal
[Verse 1]
Niggas talk niggas always plot but the never pop
Got the Glock with the scope on it so I get the shot
Got the drop, all you niggas ops take em out his socks
Diddy bop in your bitches box yea your bitch a pop
She a Thot and you wife her up, I just piped it up
Got the top gave her back to you, nigga you a cuck
On the block you a fucking clown you can’t come around
You a cop all you do is talk all you do is watch
Got the pot, and I’m cooking nigga
Bitches say I got a swagga like a Brooklyn nigga
But I’m a motha’ fucking Long Island nigga till I die running with my guys
You can never look me in the eyes with a lie
That’s how motha’ fuckas’ die
That’s how baby mommas cry
That’s how kids grow up without a father asking God why
God I’m such fucking fiend for the dirty green
With my team all we do it scheme for that triple fleek nigga
[Chorus]
All my life all I ever wanted to do was be an animal
Yea
Feeling like a Boss, feeling like a Boss
Swimming in the sauce, Swimming in the sauce
Swimming in the sauce, Swimming in the sauce
Straight shots aiming at your fucking head
Niggas try to pull up on me and they fucking dead
And really I’m just dripping in finesse
Swimming in the sauce and it’s chilly on my neck
She told me papi chulo can I get a ride
Fuck them niggas from that other side
I’m a big nigga, big baller, big spender
Money getter, shot caller
Ben baller got me drippin’, still sippin’
Scottie pimpin’ on these hoes from N.O to the Mason Dixon
Still mixing, Hypnotic with the Henny like it’s 03’
I mix the chronic with the hash that’s the OG
You know me steady money getter money flippa’
What’s young money to a young nigga, not a thang
Man fuck them guys
Fuck that nigga from that other side
I said baby just hop in my ride
She said papi can you come inside
I tell her, work it, twerk it, drop it, pop it, lock it, wop it, ain’t no stoppin’
Dirty green never clean
In my kush, Reggie Bush
Fuck all that extra shit
Niggas can not take me out of my element
I’m getting all this cash feel like I’m killing the presidents
I’m getting all this dough just look at all of these hoes
Switching sides and she switching tones
I got the ball so she’s down to roll
She got the call and she’s down to go
In the car she dippin low
Ducking hoes and she ducking niggas
Cause she know that she be fucking niggas
Y’all niggas die for a G
That shit ain’t nothing to me
That shit like 20 to me
Y’all niggas funny to me
[Chorus]
When I’m drunk of the jungle juice I feel like the truth
Feeling like a Boss, feeling like a Boss Damn
Feeling like a Boss, feeling like a Boss Damn
Swimming in the sauce, Swimming in the sauce
Swimming in the sauce, Swimming in the sauce
Straight shots aiming at your fucking head
Niggas try to pull up on me and they fucking dead
[Part 2]
All my life all I ever wanted to do was be an animal
[Verse 1]
Niggas talk niggas always plot but the never pop
Got the Glock with the scope on it so I get the shot
Got the drop, all you niggas ops take em out his socks
Diddy bop in your bitches box yea your bitch a pop
She a Thot and you wife her up, I just piped it up
Got the top gave her back to you, nigga you a cuck
On the block you a fucking clown you can’t come around
You a cop all you do is talk all you do is watch
Got the pot, and I’m cooking nigga
Bitches say I got a swagga like a Brooklyn nigga
But I’m a motha’ fucking Long Island nigga till I die running with my guys
You can never look me in the eyes with a lie
That’s how motha’ fuckas’ die
That’s how baby mommas cry
That’s how kids grow up without a father asking God why
God I’m such fucking fiend for the dirty green
With my team all we do it scheme for that triple fleek nigga
[Chorus]
All my life all I ever wanted to do was be an animal
Yea
Feeling like a Boss, feeling like a Boss
Swimming in the sauce, Swimming in the sauce
Swimming in the sauce, Swimming in the sauce
Straight shots aiming at your fucking head
Niggas try to pull up on me and they fucking dead