Too Much Sauce by Phil J. Lyrics
[Chorus]
I got too much sauce, homie
Yeah, saucy ooh, you can see it all on me
Ayy, praise the Maker for the gift
Yeah I'm making moves, I'm Chef Curry with the swish
[Post-Chorus]
I got too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Whoo)
Too much sauce (I got too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much, sauce
[Verse 1]
It's a great feeling when you find out that you got it (Yup)
And an even better feeling when you know it's from the God you serve, you know you got it, yeah
Never took flight school so I don't know how to pilot (Don't know)
I let the Lord lead while I pray in His guidance
Flying high with His excellence
The Creator of all things, I'm the evidence
Don't you doubt it (Yeah)
I'm saucing up your speakers, bringing that Nu Age Soul
The recipe is in a book that'll sure 'nough change your soul, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Gotta wake up every morn' (Gotta wake up every morn')
Give praises to the Maker for the love he's shown (Aw yeah, aw yeah)
Providing these old sinful bones
To give to touch the masses
I thought I was tragic
I thought I was never good enough to make the magic
'Til I read this book and I believe it is a classic, Imagine
The secret to my sauce, was never in a cabinet (For real?)
It was in a Bible that my uncle handed, to the kid (Uh)
Now I got way too much!
[Chorus]
I got too much sauce, homie
Yeah, saucy ooh, you can see it all on me
Ayy, praise the Maker for the gift
Yeah I'm making moves, I'm Chef Curry with the swish
[Post-Chorus]
I got too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Whoo)
Too much sauce (I got too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much, sauce
[Verse 2]
Christian rappers are passing all of these [actors]
Never sleep on my team, oh we can make banging classics
That will guide you, pry you from the Devil dude's grip and his tactics
And lead to the light of life on the hectic road, reward is fantastic
But they don't wanna hear that though (No)
I still took a chance at rapping (Aw yeah)
And I'ma still sing about hope (Yeah)
In the one, the only Savior, that's a bold statement
'Cause He the reason for the sauce (Yeah)
Recipe came with a cost (Yeah)
Rearranged my whole life, now I ain't gotta take no loss, nah
[Pre-Chorus]
So I'ma wake up every morn' (I'ma wake up every morn')
Give praises to the Maker for the love he's shown (Aw yeah, aw yeah)
Providing these old sinful bones (Aw yeah)
To give to touch the masses
I thought I was tragic (Okay, okay)
I thought I was never good enough to make the magic
'Til I read this book and I believe it is a classic, I imagine
If I never had a passion, life would just be so stagnant (For real)
Dreams were almost in the trash bin (But ain't no quitting me)
Now I got way too much!
[Chorus]
I got too much sauce, homie
Yeah, saucy ooh, you can see it all on me
Ayy, praise the Maker for the gift (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah I'm making moves, I'm Chef Curry with the swish (Yeah, whoo)
[Post-Chorus]
I got too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Whoo)
Too much sauce (I got too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much (Oh!)
Too much sauce (I got too much sauce)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Whoo)
Too much sauce (I got too much)
Too much sauce (It's just too much sauce)
Too much sauce
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much, sauce
I got too much sauce, homie
Yeah, saucy ooh, you can see it all on me
Ayy, praise the Maker for the gift
Yeah I'm making moves, I'm Chef Curry with the swish
[Post-Chorus]
I got too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Whoo)
Too much sauce (I got too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much, sauce
[Verse 1]
It's a great feeling when you find out that you got it (Yup)
And an even better feeling when you know it's from the God you serve, you know you got it, yeah
Never took flight school so I don't know how to pilot (Don't know)
I let the Lord lead while I pray in His guidance
Flying high with His excellence
The Creator of all things, I'm the evidence
Don't you doubt it (Yeah)
I'm saucing up your speakers, bringing that Nu Age Soul
The recipe is in a book that'll sure 'nough change your soul, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Gotta wake up every morn' (Gotta wake up every morn')
Give praises to the Maker for the love he's shown (Aw yeah, aw yeah)
Providing these old sinful bones
To give to touch the masses
I thought I was tragic
I thought I was never good enough to make the magic
'Til I read this book and I believe it is a classic, Imagine
The secret to my sauce, was never in a cabinet (For real?)
It was in a Bible that my uncle handed, to the kid (Uh)
Now I got way too much!
[Chorus]
I got too much sauce, homie
Yeah, saucy ooh, you can see it all on me
Ayy, praise the Maker for the gift
Yeah I'm making moves, I'm Chef Curry with the swish
[Post-Chorus]
I got too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Whoo)
Too much sauce (I got too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much, sauce
[Verse 2]
Christian rappers are passing all of these [actors]
Never sleep on my team, oh we can make banging classics
That will guide you, pry you from the Devil dude's grip and his tactics
And lead to the light of life on the hectic road, reward is fantastic
But they don't wanna hear that though (No)
I still took a chance at rapping (Aw yeah)
And I'ma still sing about hope (Yeah)
In the one, the only Savior, that's a bold statement
'Cause He the reason for the sauce (Yeah)
Recipe came with a cost (Yeah)
Rearranged my whole life, now I ain't gotta take no loss, nah
[Pre-Chorus]
So I'ma wake up every morn' (I'ma wake up every morn')
Give praises to the Maker for the love he's shown (Aw yeah, aw yeah)
Providing these old sinful bones (Aw yeah)
To give to touch the masses
I thought I was tragic (Okay, okay)
I thought I was never good enough to make the magic
'Til I read this book and I believe it is a classic, I imagine
If I never had a passion, life would just be so stagnant (For real)
Dreams were almost in the trash bin (But ain't no quitting me)
Now I got way too much!
[Chorus]
I got too much sauce, homie
Yeah, saucy ooh, you can see it all on me
Ayy, praise the Maker for the gift (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah I'm making moves, I'm Chef Curry with the swish (Yeah, whoo)
[Post-Chorus]
I got too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Whoo)
Too much sauce (I got too much)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much (Oh!)
Too much sauce (I got too much sauce)
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much sauce (Whoo)
Too much sauce (I got too much)
Too much sauce (It's just too much sauce)
Too much sauce
Too much sauce (Too much)
Too much, sauce