me Grandpa been rappin' since '83 Oh, I'm supersonic like J.J. Fad Got crazy ass shit pullin' out the bag Don't forget the tartar sauce, yo, 'cause
Umm, my throat muscles Are completely shredded You tell no one 'Bout Barney Leaning on you Dirty pictures False faces Bloody wallet Ripped out your
that you don't it again Keep the competition in check You draft your plans at your drafting desk You try to play to win but now you lost Like clams with no tartar sauce
Yes, here we go again, give you more, nothing lesser Back on the mic is the anti-depresser Ad-Rock, no pressure, yes we need this The best is yet to come
a million yet that's what they say now Long distance California let me call J Brown Hear the story of a cappa, who was first described Do one for money Sauce
, BK, muthafucka Pay attention to the scheme Sauce muthafuckin' You know my style Comin' through, bringin' you pain And now you wanna act bold, but hold up Pay attention to the scheme Sauce
I heard a rumor in the street, muthafucka was gifted Up and comin' nigga might need to get with One cat from BK, put him on your hit list Sauce Money,
em They wanna act like bitches, time to split ?em What the deal Ma? Heard I was boss ha? On the real, wanna hear it from the Sauce ha? You like the way
kicks it, oh yeah, click, spit, don't care Never see me no more, lot of niggas know me Few hoes blow me, nigga stay low key Sauce Money Faculty, repping
It's a shame but a lot been change since we came up I used to run with them, now I got my guns for them Treat my hollows like trash, strait dumpin' 'em Sauce
get buck passed naked Let 'em feel the power, lick 'em if it don't taste sour Hit 'em in the shower for an hour Give 'em that feeling, Sauce Money for
(A little high belongs to you) Yeah, gettin' high off the soup Drink it up (A little high belongs to me) Top rhyming's how we're coming with the loop
I like good sauce in the gravy bowl, Must be sauce about ninety days old! Good sauce, good sauce from the gravy bowl! Drink good sauce from morn til
sauce With oss-en-fay with sha fafa on the side I don't want pork chops and bacon That won't awaken, my appetite inside I want the frim fram sauce With
to jail? Uh huh, light me up Go to jail, c'mon, light me up Hot sauce watch out Hot sauce to go Hot sauce to go Hot sauce to go
[Eminem] It's all bad now man, it's all bad 'cause y'all done FUCKED up now YEA! Ha ha, new shit, aiyyo I just want the whole world to know That I did
your eyes) Cover me in your sauce baby Bury me in your sauce Smother me in all your hot sauce, woman Till smoke come from your thighs They call her hot sauce
Fishing Song I'm going fishing 'bout a quarter to nine I see my lil lady and she looks so fine aw my lines so tight I figure tonight I'm gonna get a
