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sauce money - do you see lyrics

[puff daddy]
yo puff daddy
get off me
ladies & gentlemen
you’re about to witness something that you’ve never witnessed before
sauce money’s in the house & he brought his man with him

i leave rap in a state of shock
where to rock, from the figures still
play the block with my n-gg-s
ill lush, game 20 pounds, but all my n-gg-s still crush
still stack chips galore
chicks want out the ghetto, try to hit you raw
better know that everything i love – roll back
cop my first gold plaque, soon as my man blew
still spittin’ the fly, hits you can’t do n-gg-
you ain’t gainin’, you game in, barely maintainin’
i push fly whips without strainin’, my cliques smother
get tougher, hits rougher, puff is deep in the streets like chris tucker
my wrists cl-ster, on a mobile
p-diddy, rap mogul, thought i told you that we don’t stop
thought i told you that when i drop, platinum plaques
i cop, push bentley’s without the tops, n-gg-

[chorus] (puff daddy)

try to see if you see what i see
give my game & spit my g
when it’s all done, stack, funds, & i’m the one
on top is where i be
tell me, do you see what i see?
(when i look in your eyes, i see you hatin’ inside, so tell me)
do you see what i see?
(i know you’re hopin’ i’m blind, cause you don’t want me to shine)

[sauce money]
no secret, undefeated, i’m top seeded
whenever i drop hits, you don’t want it, you need it
this a hot joint from sauce, you feel cheated
unanimous decision, love the way i freak it
brooklyn, shogun, beat the 4-1
n-gg-s want to bite off my flow son
i don’t think no one, got that, rock a hot track
like me, nice to the sauce? naw
spit rounds, it’s rough did i mention the thorough?
bk forever representin’ my borough
push fly whips, quick to stack my chips
too easy for you to understand my hits
when the alb-m drops every pocket hold some
sauce motherf-ckin’ forever, i told son
hypnotic, heard the? war ‘fore i shot it
better cop it, cause all that fly sh-t, i got it

(chorus)

[pd]
i took rap by the throat & locked it
p-diddy fixed all those who tried to stop it
some of y’all tried to blast off, but couldn’t rock it
if my flow ain’t like a door, how could you knock it?

[sauce money] (pd)
as a matter of fact, yo don’t you hate that? (hate that)
whenever cats playa hatin’ from way back (way back)
mad at you, just because they whack (they whack)
and i bought your style, older than 8-track (8-track)

[pd]
only way to react though
make hot joints & stack dough
laughin’ at your whack flow
try to catch my g
just so you can rap like me
act like me

[sm]
rap like me
but it seems as though you dreamin’ a lot
(pd)
i’m the cream of the crop
[sm]
soon to be seen in the drop
(pd)
blow the spot for the not
[sm]
control the block, watch his name bubble like a soda pop
(pd)
when he drop

(chorus 4x)

[puffy ad-libs throughout chorus]
sauce money
puff daddy
bad boy forever
b.i.g. forever
hitmen
prestige, rock on playboy

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