Sarah Lee

Lyrics

[Intro] (Thank You Fizzle) (Smoov, what's good, baby?) [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] I was in the field gettin' more bread than Sara Lee Most of the niggas hatin' on my comments is scared of me You really left the house in one of those? That's embarassing She like, "Ralfy, you can do one thing, can you care for me?" I was in the field gettin' more bread than Sara Lee Most of the niggas hatin' on my comments is scared of me You really left the house in one of those? That's embarassing She like, "Ralfy, you can do one thing, can you care for mе?" [Verse 1] You don't want a nigga like me, I'm embarassin' Triflin' nigga slidе in your friend's DM on careless shit You look broke as fuck, I wouldn't even wear that shit I don't like to be around bums 'cause all they do is stare at my wrist A pretty, broke, poor-ass bum, beware of that bitch I just want your money and gums, I swear that's it I ain't come from trust fund, I'm a bay-bay kid I was really in the trenches, I'm tryna change the way I live Y'all need to praise the Stincs, we done changed the way y'all live Hip wasn't rockin' Maison Margiela, niggas was rockin' Dickies Saved y'all niggas from buyin' all them swap meet pieces Don't be mad at pastor Ralfy, that's the facts that I be preechin' Once the game is on, it's time to play ball, that's how I be beefin' I don't sip Patrón, I like codeine, that's what I be drinkin' Steak, shrimp and lobster and cheddar potatoes is how I be eatin' I don't believe nothin' that come out of a bitch mouth 'cause talk is cheap, the Plug [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug & Bla$ta] I was in the field gettin' more bread than Sara Lee Most of the niggas hatin' on my comments is scared of me You really left the house in one of those? That's embarassing She like, "Ralfy, you can do one thing, can you care for me?" I was in the field gettin' more bread than Sara Lee Most of the niggas hatin' on my comments is scared of me You really left the house in one of those? That's embarassing (What?) She like, "Ralfy, you can do one thing, can you care for me?" (Bla$ta) [Verse 2: Bla$ta] Damn shame, I done had my K longer than my bitch On the 'net, you say I'm cap, in these streets, you need a wish I was a semi auto bandit 'til I linked up with a switch Grown-ass thug, baby Dracy in the crib Don't feel no pressure 'round this bitch, niggas shaky where you live Ain't just the opps you gotta watch, niggas snakin' where I live Was in the class for a day, them niggas janky over there Yeah, we caught him 'round here, but we spanked him over there Yeah, a nigga bought pape' but not no staples up in here K rounds, they take him out but it stuck him in a chair The 'Wood we stumpin', I'll bring it to a bear Another nigga dressed up, somebody show him what to wear Drop my ear to the streets, it always tell me what to hear Don't need no glasses on my face, show a nigga that I fear I got my opps in they feelings, made they ass shed tears And the rifle from Big 5, but I ain't pop it at no deers [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] I was in the field gettin' more bread than Sara Lee Most of the niggas hatin' on my comments is scared of me You really left the house in one of those? That's embarassing She like, "Ralfy, you can do one thing, can you care for me?" I was in the field gettin' more bread than Sara Lee Most of the niggas hatin' on my comments is scared of me You really left the house in one of those? That's embarassing She like, "Ralfy, you can do one thing, can you care for me?"