The Sauce

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BandGang Javar - Rap

The Sauce

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[Intro: Bandgang Javar] Lil Ron On The Track, Boy Bandgang (Bandgang) Don't forget the big money [Verse 1: Bandgang Javar] Shoes got a Green Card, they was made in Paris Yo outfit was made in China, you should be embarrassed Boy those clothes ain't the only thing you sharing Yo bitch was just fucking me with her eyes staring I don't want a bitch, I need a driver Bitch said we chilled tonight, fuck, she a liar You got the sauce but it's expired I could light the grill with one of these, my shit fire We with all real nigga's like a slave auction The same ones you saw me with on 6 Mile walking Fuck your dentist, I got nigga's round this bitch flossing You a well known booster, around this bitch talking Can't nobody my age fuck with me, twenty Ran through a thousand hundreds, couple fifties and some twenties "Come on nah" Biggs'll be home in Oh Twenty And I'll be damned if he ain't up ten times twenty [Chorus: Bandgang Jizzle P] Playing with that sauce, it ain't a secret The way a nigga floss, you know I'm eating Would give you nigga's game but it's a secret One fifty, made that shit in one weekend No drums, I've been a band man, ain't no secret who the scam man Come shop with your ham ass, fuck around and get fan-scammed [Verse 2: Bandgang Jizzle P] Would put you nigga's on, but I can't trust it And I ain't swiping out sauce, cause I don't trust you Fuck a friend, I'd rather count up with my brother And move that **** out of town with my cousins Yeah, gettin' them phones by the dozen Every other week a dime, about a dozen Slow nigga, let me break it down to numbers They paying thirteen when they fresh up out that oven Big dip, I got a shit load of sauce Shout out Unk he got some old numbers off Shit fire, when I swing, bitch, it's cough One try, baby, ain't no getting caught [Chorus: Bandgang Jizzle P] Playing with that sauce, it ain't a secret The way a nigga floss, you know I'm eating Would give you nigga's game but it's a secret One fifty, made that shit in one weekend No drums, I've been a band man, ain't no secret who the scam man Come shop with your ham ass, fuck around and get fan-scammed

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  • BandGang Jizzle P
  • BandGang Javar