The Sauce by King Libra Lyrics
Intro
Juice
Juice is temporary
Anyone can obtain the juice
I mean you can say that just cause you got a nice car
"ah man he got the juice" its something that kind of comes and goes
The Sauce...The Sauce is forever
You buy you a simply lemonade, how long is that going last in your fridge?
...Couple days maybe?
That's the juice
How long does barbecue sauce last in your fridge?..awhile
That's the sauce man, sticks around
It sticks, hard to move
Telling you...
Hook
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
All yall niggas lost
All yall niggas lost
Yeah
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
All yall niggas lost
All yall niggas lost
Verse 1
Bitch I’m sexy as fuck
You don’t even gotta tell me
My wrist be cold like a yeti
And these niggas be jelly
I blow the cake like confetti
Don’t fuck with thots cause they messy
Claiming i’m bogus come test me
My gang run deep like a milli
Ohhhh you ain't know
King libra coming wit the flow
Like ovo
Octobers own
Y’all still don’t get it
I’m never quiting
This my vision
Newest freshmen
No pretend shit
Yeah don't pretend
Yall ain't my woes
No love was shown
King Libra for the throne
I'm never missing
This that sick that shit
They anacondas
They be hissing
Everyone reaching for the crown
I see no competition
This shit ridiculous
I'm on a mission
Yall don't listen
This shit is written
Yellow bone chick
Like a simpson
She my vixen
Oh my god
All these bars
I see no prison
Libra killing
Kill billing
You shoot my buddy
It's getting bloody
IPhone bunkin
Hoes on read
Never loving
Hit that danny jogger
You know nothing
Libra libra libra
Saying the is kid up and coming
Libra libra libra
This kid up and coming
Libra libra libra
Think he up to something woo
Libra libra libra
Got these niggas running
Libra libra libra
All these niggas bluffin
Libra libra libra
Killing no discussion
Hook x2
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
All yall niggas lost
All yall niggas lost
Yeah
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
All yall niggas lost
All yall niggas lost
Verse 2
Ah man
Here I go again
Libra going ham
Like a cop
Fuck a opp
Hit that milly rock
Hide it in my sock
Talk that shit then you get popped
Bitch it's Death Star to the top
Aye
Never stop
Oh my gosh
Aye
She wanna be my shawty
She like my flow it's godly
Don't know why niggas try me
I'll z ya ass like cosby
All these niggas copy
My gang run deep like nazis
She like what's the price
Shut up hoe I got it
Get her wet tsunami
Put dope dick in her body
I came in peace like Gandhi
I'm just too real not cocky
Aye
Yall do not amaze me aye
This shit way too crazy aye
Y'all niggas still sleeping aye
Mary got me tweaking aye
Cain told me cool down
Don't kill em all now
Wait till PO drop
Let's count the days down
Trying clear my head
Before I gun em all down
Got the 808s bumping
And the pen thumbing
Let a nigga get to stunting
Pull a nigga card if he bluffin
They don't really want it
Death star the gang you talk shit
You'll get clapped up
Come through my zone on ya own
You'll get bad luck
I'm all in her face like her mac
That's that closeup
Libra don't kill em
Well they better ease up
Don't talk out ya neck
Best believe you'll get messed up
I am not khaled but a nigga do bless up
Nigga get ya bread up
Done with y'all I'm fed up
Outro
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
And all yall niggas lost
All yall niggas lost
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
All yall niggas lost
(You know what it is, at the game with the champ
Know what I'm saying
Baltimore Shit
H-Town Shit)
Juice
Juice is temporary
Anyone can obtain the juice
I mean you can say that just cause you got a nice car
"ah man he got the juice" its something that kind of comes and goes
The Sauce...The Sauce is forever
You buy you a simply lemonade, how long is that going last in your fridge?
...Couple days maybe?
That's the juice
How long does barbecue sauce last in your fridge?..awhile
That's the sauce man, sticks around
It sticks, hard to move
Telling you...
Hook
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
All yall niggas lost
All yall niggas lost
Yeah
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
All yall niggas lost
All yall niggas lost
Verse 1
Bitch I’m sexy as fuck
You don’t even gotta tell me
My wrist be cold like a yeti
And these niggas be jelly
I blow the cake like confetti
Don’t fuck with thots cause they messy
Claiming i’m bogus come test me
My gang run deep like a milli
Ohhhh you ain't know
King libra coming wit the flow
Like ovo
Octobers own
Y’all still don’t get it
I’m never quiting
This my vision
Newest freshmen
No pretend shit
Yeah don't pretend
Yall ain't my woes
No love was shown
King Libra for the throne
I'm never missing
This that sick that shit
They anacondas
They be hissing
Everyone reaching for the crown
I see no competition
This shit ridiculous
I'm on a mission
Yall don't listen
This shit is written
Yellow bone chick
Like a simpson
She my vixen
Oh my god
All these bars
I see no prison
Libra killing
Kill billing
You shoot my buddy
It's getting bloody
IPhone bunkin
Hoes on read
Never loving
Hit that danny jogger
You know nothing
Libra libra libra
Saying the is kid up and coming
Libra libra libra
This kid up and coming
Libra libra libra
Think he up to something woo
Libra libra libra
Got these niggas running
Libra libra libra
All these niggas bluffin
Libra libra libra
Killing no discussion
Hook x2
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
All yall niggas lost
All yall niggas lost
Yeah
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
All yall niggas lost
All yall niggas lost
Verse 2
Ah man
Here I go again
Libra going ham
Like a cop
Fuck a opp
Hit that milly rock
Hide it in my sock
Talk that shit then you get popped
Bitch it's Death Star to the top
Aye
Never stop
Oh my gosh
Aye
She wanna be my shawty
She like my flow it's godly
Don't know why niggas try me
I'll z ya ass like cosby
All these niggas copy
My gang run deep like nazis
She like what's the price
Shut up hoe I got it
Get her wet tsunami
Put dope dick in her body
I came in peace like Gandhi
I'm just too real not cocky
Aye
Yall do not amaze me aye
This shit way too crazy aye
Y'all niggas still sleeping aye
Mary got me tweaking aye
Cain told me cool down
Don't kill em all now
Wait till PO drop
Let's count the days down
Trying clear my head
Before I gun em all down
Got the 808s bumping
And the pen thumbing
Let a nigga get to stunting
Pull a nigga card if he bluffin
They don't really want it
Death star the gang you talk shit
You'll get clapped up
Come through my zone on ya own
You'll get bad luck
I'm all in her face like her mac
That's that closeup
Libra don't kill em
Well they better ease up
Don't talk out ya neck
Best believe you'll get messed up
I am not khaled but a nigga do bless up
Nigga get ya bread up
Done with y'all I'm fed up
Outro
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
And all yall niggas lost
All yall niggas lost
I got the sauce
I got the sauce
All yall niggas lost
(You know what it is, at the game with the champ
Know what I'm saying
Baltimore Shit
H-Town Shit)