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aaronya – swimming in the sauce lyrics

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[verse 1]
and really i’m just dripping in finesse
swimming in the sauce and it’s chilly on my neck
she told me papi chulo can i get a ride
f-ck them n-ggas from that other side
i’m a big n-gga, big baller, big spender
money getter, shot caller
ben baller got me drippin’, still sippin’
scottie pimpin’ on these hoes from n.o to the mason dixon
still mixing, hypnotic with the henny like it’s 03’
i mix the chronic with the hash that’s the og
you know me steady money getter money flippa’
what’s young money to a young n-gga, not a thang
man f-ck them guys
f-ck that n-gga from that other side
i said baby just hop in my ride
she said papi can you come inside
i tell her, work it, twerk it, drop it, pop it, lock it, wop it, ain’t no stoppin’
dirty green never clean
in my kush, reggie bush
f-ck all that extra sh-t
n-ggas can not take me out of my element
i’m getting all this cash feel like i’m k!lling the presidents
i’m getting all this dough just look at all of these hoes
switching sides and she switching tones
i got the ball so she’s down to roll
she got the call and she’s down to go
in the car she dippin low
ducking hoes and she ducking n-ggas
cause she know that she be f-cking n-ggas
y’all n-ggas die for a g
that sh-t ain’t nothing to me
that sh-t like 20 to me
y’all n-ggas funny to me

[chorus]
when i’m drunk of the jungle juice i feel like the truth
feeling like a boss, feeling like a boss d-mn
feeling like a boss, feeling like a boss d-mn
swimming in the sauce, swimming in the sauce
swimming in the sauce, swimming in the sauce
straight shots aiming at your f-cking head
n-ggas try to pull up on me and they f-cking dead

[part 2]
all my life all i ever wanted to do was be an animal

[verse 1]
n-ggas talk n-ggas always plot but the never pop
got the glock with the scope on it so i get the shot
got the drop, all you n-ggas ops take em out his socks
diddy bop in your b-tches box yea your b-tch a pop
she a thot and you wife her up, i just piped it up
got the top gave her back to you, n-gga you a cuck
on the block you a f-cking clown you can’t come around
you a cop all you do is talk all you do is watch
got the pot, and i’m cooking n-gga
b-tches say i got a swagga like a brooklyn n-gga
but i’m a motha’ f-cking long island n-gga till i die running with my guys
you can never look me in the eyes with a lie
that’s how motha’ f-ckas’ die
that’s how baby mommas cry
that’s how kids grow up without a father asking god why
god i’m such f-cking fiend for the dirty green
with my team all we do it scheme for that triple fleek n-gga

[chorus]
all my life all i ever wanted to do was be an animal
yea
feeling like a boss, feeling like a boss
swimming in the sauce, swimming in the sauce
swimming in the sauce, swimming in the sauce
straight shots aiming at your f-cking head
n-ggas try to pull up on me and they f-cking dead



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