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sauce walka - where my soda? lyrics

[intro]
(chamberlain, he’s got it)

[chorus: sauce walka]
broke n+ggas never make sense
leather prada gloves, mercenary, make hits
lose your real life tryna drop a fake diss
justin timberlake, rock your body, quay six
where my soda at? where my soda at?
she know i’m a dog, so she showin’ doja cat
where my soda at? where my soda at?
all we got is quagen, gotta keep our kisha sn+tched
where my soda at?

[verse 1: sauce walka]
can’t drink casamigos with you, bae
but i got some liquor in my house, come and stay
we just hit some plays in the last couplе days
where my soda at? ’cause it’s timе to pour a trey
bust an a&w cream soda
f+ckin’ on this bad b+tch and she a club promoter
don’t do nothin’ average, still that n+gga when i’m sober
extra scene, brad pitt, i got jolie in the rover

[verse 2: ytb fatt]
extra scene, brad pitt but i shot three movies with a cobra
i put this sh+t on my shoulder
i’m f+ckin’ this ho, but her auntie a club promoter, where is my soda?
b+tches gettin’ bolder and bolder (what else?)
these n+ggas gettin’ broker and broker
i just bought an eight, where is my soda? where is my soda?
big+boy ap, i’m hulk like hogan
can’t n0body in the street vouch for dude, he bogus
he ain’t sh+t but cap, he ain’t got no one extorted
all this cheese i spent, could’ve bought the ho mortgage (woo)
i take the ho bora bora
i smell it, sauce take the ho to florida
sell it, p+ssy, he sweet as morgan
i tag the ho like the sh+t in the store
her feelings, where the soda at? let’s pour it
i drank too much, i sip when i get bored
i’m glad my mama didn’t abort me
i’m a rich timer, b+tch, like tory (lanez)
sellin’ p+ssy, now she gorgeous
look like she know what she doin’
i’m back with the k!llers and robbers
they showin’ me love, i just got done tourin’
uh, where my soda at? (let’s pour up)
where my soda at? (n+gga, pour me up)
uh, where my soda at? (let’s pour up)
uh, where my soda at?
name one b+tch, you order a party pack
reach for my chain, get hit in the hat
now all my fans hollerin’ out, “free fatt”
anytime you disrespect, you get wet (frrt)
been here, i ain’t hollerin’, “i’m back”
you ain’t never heard the switch tat+tat
i’m in the back of a 200k maybach
i got real ig models givin’ me neck (hoo)
you ain’t never seen nothin’ flat (what else?)
never saw sh+t get whacked (what else?)
never seen an all+white pack
you ain’t never seen your mama sister do crack (my auntie)
uh, where my soda at?
where my soda at? where my soda at?
[chorus: sauce walka]
broke n+ggas never make sense
leather prada gloves, mercenary, make hits
lose your real life tryna drop a fake diss
justin timberlake, rock your body, quay six
where my soda at? where my soda at?
she know i’m a dog, so she showin’ doja cat
where my soda at? where my soda at?
all we got is quagen, gotta keep our kisha sn+tched
where my soda at?

[verse 3: sauce walka]
drop a four of quagen in a cream
flew out to jamaica, got her livin’ out her dreams
drop a bag, buy a couple pints, she on the team
michael jackson, billie jean, sippin’ on that lean
drop a deuce of kisha, skip a deuce of trish
drop a deuce of quagen, you drink par, let it mix
drop a deuce of green if you strugglin’ in the bricks
this for all my drankers worldwide, take a sip

[outro: sauce walka]
broke— broke n+ggas never make sense
leather prada gloves, mercenary, hits— hits
lose your real life tryna drop a fake diss
justin— justin timberlake, rock your body, quay six
where my— at?— at? where my soda at?
she know— she know i’m a dog, so she showin’ doja cat
where my— at?— at? where my soda at?
all we got is quagen, gotta keep our kisha sn+tched
where my soda at?
mhm
soda— soda at
oohwee
where my soda—
splash
where my soda at?
mhm— mhm
splash

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