The Sauce

[Intro]

Let's go

Uh

It's that bitter dose (Bitter Dose)

It's that bitter dose baby

Uh

Futuristic Shit

You know what I'm sayin?

Innovative, groundbreakin

You know

Marc Baby (Marc baby)

Marc (Uh)

[Verse 1]

Legit money stack

Blow the dirty shit

Big face Roly was thirty cent

You was never sturdy

A little birdy told me this

I said you can't compare

Goldfish to Moby Dick

Don't be a dick

You know I'm sensitive

Don't let me catch you talking shit

About my mama's biscuits

Emptyin' this biscuit

It's risky biz

Nigga, my Dickies fit you big

Get em hemmed

I'm out your league, you ain't out the weeds

So much powder, might have to break out the skis

For me to flee from the powers that be

I was clean but

Max B was singing out of key

Might let ya out

Powder beak

Once every three hours

I allow her to speak

I was high off sour

That's how I found my niche

I'm at the peak

I'm looking down at Yao Ming

I'm a force to be reckoned with

The first record was just a prerequisite

It came with the Smith and Wessun

But I need a second stick

In case the bitch niggas PMS'ing kid

I'm guessin' this ain't never been did

Why ya sweatin me then

The question is

Who I'm in bed with

For the record your breath stink

I got better things to be doing

Waiter - check please

Pay respect

My shooters come to spray your V-Neck tee

Fly your head piece

Set it free

They'll find the rest of ya meat in Schenectady

Can't speak for next

Without ya sexing me

I think I might need to see the shrink for therapy

[Refrain]

It's in the sauce, I got the recipe

It's in the sauce, I got the recipe

[Verse 2]

Yeah

Look

I been had sauce

Niggas try though

Pillow talking hoes

That's the guy code

Spray the chopper out the foxhole

Though I forgot, why

Cause it happened a long time ago

Shit real like Geronimo

This shit Prada ho

Niggas still shopping at Club Monaco

I'm like Big Mama behind the stove

One monkey don't stop no show

I put my foot in his milk kid

Real shit

I killed electronic

Give me the guilt trip

Can't you see I'm chillin?

Milk and Giz

Go straight from the tit to the fridge

Go off the ???

Still come back big

Knock your top off your leg

Let it slid

Shit

[Outro]

Aiyo Roc my nigga...

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