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starscream the giant - sauce lyrics

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[verse 1]
wake up hit the bong, grab some cereal
cheerios, honey nut, this is critical
coffee black, you get scared it’ll steal your stereo
then you prolly voting trump, lord bless you though
i’m just trying to bring that heat back
no fronting ho
give you heart attack like you were shoveling snow
see me rolling with that loud pack
let’s boogie yo
in the club, break it down, roof will blow
you trailing oregon if you think you can count the ways
i’ll occupy your brain, b-tch i got ammo for days
and looking for my heart is kind of like searching a maze
f-ck being humble, trying to make my way to being great
ain’t gonna stumble, high stepping when i come round the base
i just wanted peace of mind (piece of mine), looks like i got h-ll to pay
lucy fire up the grill, get your spatula ready
ricky’s in the kitchen and he’s getting sweaty

[hook]
i don’t really give a f-ck what you got in here
everybody wanna hang but they’re out of beer
so fire up the car, get the engine ready
we bringing back that sauce, it’s for everybody
and motherf-ck your guest list
go and spread the message
we fired up the car, got the engine ready
we bringing back that sauce, it’s for everybody

[verse 2]
verse 2 in a he-rs- too
trust me it hurts me less than it hurts you
when everybody questioning your pedigree
it feels great to instill their -ss with jealousy
you just hanging off the rails of the mezzanine
me, i’m jumping on the field with the special teams
blacked out and blunted like everyday
you gon’ f-ck it up
no anna kendrick
just singing while i be stacking cups
got ai’s blunt, didn’t p-ss enough
so now i’m stuck
in the cut, on a couch that’s plush
with a brain that’s bust
if i compliment you b-tch, you know she gonna blush
but for now your sh-t is safe cause i am clearly cuffed
like the cops were here
spill out a little beer
somewhere i k!lled my soul
and now a savage there
lucy fire up the grill, get your spatula ready
ricky’s in the frying pan he’s getting sweaty

[hook]
i don’t really give a f-ck what you got in here
everybody wanna hang but they’re out of beer
so fire up the car, get the engine ready
we bringing back that sauce, it’s for everybody
and motherf-ck your guest list
go and spread the message
we fired up the car, got the engine ready
we bringing back that sauce, it’s for everybody
we bringing back that sauce right now, we bringing back that sauce



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