Testo Intruder Alert - Sauce Money
Testo della canzone Intruder Alert (Sauce Money), tratta dall'album Middle Finger U.
Yo, who the fuck is this? It's like three-thirty
Yo, get the phone, bitch
You get the phone
Get the phone
You get the phone, nigga
Get the goddamn phone
Alright, damn, nigga
Who the fuck is this?
Uh, it's my nigga Deezo, what the fuck is the deal?
Huh-huh, know me, keepin' it real
Six-double-oh, kid, chrome on the wheels
I got the same problem, nigga, know how you feel
On some real shit, Sauce, I got the kite from Neil
Word on the street, hope you still holdin' your steel
Niggas talkin' 'bout who cats they gon' peel
Just to gain they cut, that's when your name came up
Oh, did it? You know some more? Nigga, spit it
Cats hate your ass 'cause of your riches and digits
You probably know this nigga named Bobby
Sister named Ronnie with the two-tone rotti
Cat bootleg Bacardi, throw parties every Friday
Fake lady lover, fucked his baby mother
Hit it from the back, now I'm a tough act to follow
Made her give my man head too and swallow
That's neither here nor there, he thinks somethin' is sweet?
Fuck yeah, we can thump when we meet
Win, lose or draw, after that, I'm dumpin' my heat
Lay 'em down flat while my music bump in the street
He got four with him, some niggas from Baltimore with him
I'mma sure hit 'em if they come through that door with him
Split your bladder, we spray, motherfucker
It don't matter, BK, motherfucker
"Pay attention to this game"
"Sauce, motherfucker"
"You know my style"
"Comin' through, bringin' you pain"
"And now you wanna act bold, but hold up"
"Pay attention to this game"
"Sauce, motherfucker"
"You know my style"
"Comin' through, bringin' you pain"
"Well, hold up"
I throw hoes out when it's time to pull fo'-fo's out
Make two phone calls, bring the pros out
Badu, Bonnie Hydro, no doubt
We get nasty like niggas in sandals with the toes out
You know Deez is down to click off eights
By the way, son, you know that bitch off Gates?
I think her name Mimi, bitch greedy, give you head easy
Fake weave, big ass with the G3
I know that chick, her real name Hillary
Used to be one of my shorties off Willoughby
There's somethin' right now about how you grillin' me
Don't tell me she fuck with the Bobby nigga, son, you're killin' me
No bullshittin', that's who that nigga be hittin'?
Let's post in the kitchen, when he come, start spittin'
Climb through the window, make his body drop degrees
Fuck breakin' in the crib, nigga, I got the keys
"Pay attention to this game"
"Sauce, motherfucker"
"You know my style"
"Comin' through, bringin' you pain"
"And now you wanna act bold, but hold up"
"Pay attention to this game"
"Sauce, motherfucker"
"You know my style"
"Comin' through, bringin' you pain"
"Well, hold up"
I got a problem with niggas that talk about stalkin'
Souped up talkin', dead men walkin'
Too shockin', 'cause I'm rockin', cats wanna be clockin'
Or cockblockin', I squeeze often
While I'm in this chick crib with both wrists locked in
No rhetoric, kid, pistols poppin'
Bodies droppin', I'm just dockin'
One slug, two slug, ain't no stoppin'
Yo, nigga, you know the drill, G's up
Marcy, where we from, niggas don't freeze up
Lovin' the sound of my nigga bustin' the pound
When he open that door, don't be fuckin' around
Right about then, I heard the doorknob turn
My man gettin' wild, almost dropped the burn
Bobby opened up the door, it's time to earn
Four gats in his grill, you might wanna get concerned
Reno, get that bitch with the bad perm
Are you motherfuckers ever gonna learn?
We all could get got, just not by you
And we all could get shot, just not by you
But right about now, tell you what I'm gonna do
I think I'm gonna let you go warn your crew
Out of respect, 'cause I know you that nigga
I'm not gonna kill you, yo, Deez, shoot that nigga
"Pay attention to this game"
"Sauce, motherfucker"
"You know my style"
"Comin' through, bringin' you pain"
"And now you wanna act bold, but hold up"
"Pay attention to this game"
"Sauce, motherfucker"
"You know my style"
"Comin' through, bringin' you pain"
"And now you wanna act bold"
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Writer(s): Christopher Martin, Todd Gaither
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