The Sauce by King Reginald Lyrics
[Intro]:
Stay strong yeah
[Chorus]: (x2)
I'm dripping the sauce
He dripping the sauce
She drippping the sauce
We dripping the sauce
Ayy
If you ain't got sauce then you lost
And you ain't got sauce that's why you lost
Mother fucker said I'm
[Verse 1]:
Keep my name out your mouth
I know you're speaking bout me
Issa shame that my clout got you thinking bout me
I be the topic of conversation
They really doubt me
I'm done assessing the situation you tried out me
I'm like
Ay
Put some respek on my name
Ay
Had to cop the Ankh chain
Ay
Bitches thought I wasn't nothing
Ay
Niggas thought the damn same
Ay
Niggas hating on the grind
Ay
Really I'm on the climb
Ay
Bitches thought I'd decline
Ay
Everybody wasting time
I'm only fuck with people who I see share the dream
It's no surprise now everybody want me on their team
Stay strong with the famo
Yeah I'm proud of 'Preme
They ain't even believe me when I say my brothers make scenes
[Chorus]: x2
I'm dripping the sauce
He dripping the sauce
She drippping the sauce
We dripping the sauce
Ayy
If you ain't got sauce then you lost
And you ain't got sauce that's why you lost
[Verse 2]:
Used to have to push the whip
Now I’m really pushing whips
Shout out to the fuck nigga
Used to call and laugh at this
And now your ex girl wants to ride around town in my new shit
Oldies call I'm clueless
Pick that up like who diss?
Ain't no new number bih
I'm just acting foolish
Didn't wanna fuck with me
Till you saw I do's this
J pulled up in the motherfucking Benzo
Shak the A7
People said I had a rental
One year down the line guess I still got a rental
Thought this was a game
Then I'm winning accidental
Then I'm winning accidental
[Chorus]: (x4)
I'm dripping the sauce
He dripping the sauce
She drippping the sauce
We dripping the sauce
Ayy
If you ain't got sauce then you lost
And you ain't got sauce that's why you lost
[Verse 3]:
Imma take more shots
Young nigga 3 jobs
Turning Apple to a pot
Make a meal Steve Jobs
Can't cook like me
That nigga OD
Yeah I see you see you talk shit
Tryna keep it low-key
Imma fuck your bitch
Imma fuck his bitch
If I gotta knock you out
You gon catch this klitch
Get faded no trim
Just scratched my rims
Still only stay winning
Told Ray imma kill 'em
BOW
Stay strong yeah
[Chorus]: (x2)
I'm dripping the sauce
He dripping the sauce
She drippping the sauce
We dripping the sauce
Ayy
If you ain't got sauce then you lost
And you ain't got sauce that's why you lost
Mother fucker said I'm
[Verse 1]:
Keep my name out your mouth
I know you're speaking bout me
Issa shame that my clout got you thinking bout me
I be the topic of conversation
They really doubt me
I'm done assessing the situation you tried out me
I'm like
Ay
Put some respek on my name
Ay
Had to cop the Ankh chain
Ay
Bitches thought I wasn't nothing
Ay
Niggas thought the damn same
Ay
Niggas hating on the grind
Ay
Really I'm on the climb
Ay
Bitches thought I'd decline
Ay
Everybody wasting time
I'm only fuck with people who I see share the dream
It's no surprise now everybody want me on their team
Stay strong with the famo
Yeah I'm proud of 'Preme
They ain't even believe me when I say my brothers make scenes
[Chorus]: x2
I'm dripping the sauce
He dripping the sauce
She drippping the sauce
We dripping the sauce
Ayy
If you ain't got sauce then you lost
And you ain't got sauce that's why you lost
[Verse 2]:
Used to have to push the whip
Now I’m really pushing whips
Shout out to the fuck nigga
Used to call and laugh at this
And now your ex girl wants to ride around town in my new shit
Oldies call I'm clueless
Pick that up like who diss?
Ain't no new number bih
I'm just acting foolish
Didn't wanna fuck with me
Till you saw I do's this
J pulled up in the motherfucking Benzo
Shak the A7
People said I had a rental
One year down the line guess I still got a rental
Thought this was a game
Then I'm winning accidental
Then I'm winning accidental
[Chorus]: (x4)
I'm dripping the sauce
He dripping the sauce
She drippping the sauce
We dripping the sauce
Ayy
If you ain't got sauce then you lost
And you ain't got sauce that's why you lost
[Verse 3]:
Imma take more shots
Young nigga 3 jobs
Turning Apple to a pot
Make a meal Steve Jobs
Can't cook like me
That nigga OD
Yeah I see you see you talk shit
Tryna keep it low-key
Imma fuck your bitch
Imma fuck his bitch
If I gotta knock you out
You gon catch this klitch
Get faded no trim
Just scratched my rims
Still only stay winning
Told Ray imma kill 'em
BOW