THE SAUCE by Emmitt James Lyrics
[Intro: Emmitt James]
Hey, hey, hey, uh
[Hook: Emmitt James]
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
Goddamn, my man
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
Well, goddamn
[Verse 1: Emmitt James]
Mama said if they gon' hate, give 'em a reasonin'
'Cause when you cookin,' people change with the seasonin'
Been had the sauce, I ain't never lost it
Wait, wrist, wrist, Chef Boy-R-Em
Ok, excuse the new hairdo
I'm from the Midwest, pardon my good manners
I guess it's safe to say
I never bit another man's steeze in any way
My uncle told me always be original
Mama said, as long as you don't abandon the spiritual
For me, it's less about the money, more about the principle
So let 'em hate, but never let the hate get to you
[Hook: Emmitt James]
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
Well goddamn, my man
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
Well, goddamn, my man
[Bridge: Quincy Jaguar]
(Oh)
You can't buy the sauce, no, you can't buy the sauce
You can't buy the sauce (no, you can't buy)
You can't buy the sauce, you can't buy the sauce
(You can't buy) You can't buy the sauce (no, you can't buy) (hey)
[Verse 2: Emmitt James]
It's in the sauce, not the label, and that's worth the slip
My older brother owe me money, but I'll let him live
I wear my steeze like my wedding ring, right
They told me money ain't everything, psyche
I'm 40K in debt, shorty plus another nine
But I got the sauce, and that's some shit you can't buy
Not even with Prime
I'm off on a tangent, partin' that last line
See, honestly, I'm just try'na be my best self
Boy, what a day, can't complain, that's what my Pops says
Truthfully, I'm just try'na be my best self
But what a day, can't complain, that's what my Pops says
(Ooh)
[Hook: Emmitt James]
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
Goddamn, my man
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
My man (my man)
Hey, hey, hey, uh
[Hook: Emmitt James]
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
Goddamn, my man
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
Well, goddamn
[Verse 1: Emmitt James]
Mama said if they gon' hate, give 'em a reasonin'
'Cause when you cookin,' people change with the seasonin'
Been had the sauce, I ain't never lost it
Wait, wrist, wrist, Chef Boy-R-Em
Ok, excuse the new hairdo
I'm from the Midwest, pardon my good manners
I guess it's safe to say
I never bit another man's steeze in any way
My uncle told me always be original
Mama said, as long as you don't abandon the spiritual
For me, it's less about the money, more about the principle
So let 'em hate, but never let the hate get to you
[Hook: Emmitt James]
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
Well goddamn, my man
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
Well, goddamn, my man
[Bridge: Quincy Jaguar]
(Oh)
You can't buy the sauce, no, you can't buy the sauce
You can't buy the sauce (no, you can't buy)
You can't buy the sauce, you can't buy the sauce
(You can't buy) You can't buy the sauce (no, you can't buy) (hey)
[Verse 2: Emmitt James]
It's in the sauce, not the label, and that's worth the slip
My older brother owe me money, but I'll let him live
I wear my steeze like my wedding ring, right
They told me money ain't everything, psyche
I'm 40K in debt, shorty plus another nine
But I got the sauce, and that's some shit you can't buy
Not even with Prime
I'm off on a tangent, partin' that last line
See, honestly, I'm just try'na be my best self
Boy, what a day, can't complain, that's what my Pops says
Truthfully, I'm just try'na be my best self
But what a day, can't complain, that's what my Pops says
(Ooh)
[Hook: Emmitt James]
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
Goddamn, my man
Hit the ATM, and I withdraw all hundred
I don't make bets, I ain't never lost money
Wanna hate, but they can't, 'cause I throw the sauce on it
My man (my man)