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sosamann - drippin & saucin lyrics

[hook: lil uzi vert & sosamann]
watch how i be flexin’ on you
i got the sauce and juice
hundred thousand on my jewels
i got money like a jew
two hundred right in the coupe
sosamann throw money right out the coupe
b-tch i be saucin’ on you
sauce walka f-ck that b-tch right in the coupe
drippin’ and saucin’ on you
drippin’ and saucin’ on you
drippin’ and saucin’ on you
drippin’ and saucin’ on you
i got yo b-tch in my coupe
push-ups, i’m flexin’ on you
b-tch i’m a dog, scooby-doo
drippin’ and saucin’ on you, i am

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
diamonds can’t get no clearer
cartier lens, see clearer
drippin’ that sauce, marinara
ya, swagger is extraterrestrial
margiela, rick owens, flexin’ on you
scary, scary, scary
mirror, mirror, mirror
who the richest n-gga of them all?
all i know is he the snitch n-gga of them all
from the begginin’ nah he wasn’t even involved
this b-tch all on me because i got the sauce
sippin’ that purple like i’m randy moss

[verse 2: *sosamann*]
drippin’ and saucin’ on you and you
kickin’ and splashin’ with uzi-uz
try to tuck mine, i’ma shoot
don’t want no problems, i just want some loot
i’m talkin’ ’bout guap
sosamann i’m a rockstar, on gas playin’ guitars
ridin’ round in a foriegn car
countin’ cash and i’m kickin’ flavor
i remember when these n-ggas hated
now these n-ggas so outdated
how we came up, outrageous
quick as h-ll, 93 the smell
free my n-ggas out the f-ckin’ cells
give it to me it’s gon’ f-ckin’ sale, on sauce!

[verse 3: sauce walka]
drippin’ and saucin’ on you
kickin’ this flavor, kung-fu
b-tch i’m a dog, i’m piru
b-tch i’m a dog, scooby-doo
my diamonds white like a jew
double cup full like a pool
i should be dead, or locked up in jail
i used to take burners to school
shot pistols and been on the news
now i’m on mtv
i don’t have s-x with none of my groupies unless the ho pay me
baby gotta pay the fee
baby gotta pay the fee
baby gotta kick a branch and make some leaves fall out the f-ckin’ tree
pay me or pay me no attention, girl i’m sauce gotti, i forgot to mention
shooter with me holdin’ that extension
girl ya man a ganster, i’ll make him a christian
shots fired, lord jesus
f-ck n-ggas, no features
all my n-ggas creatures
drippin’ sauce out my lean cup

- sosamann lyrics

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