sauce walka – like nothing lyrics
ahh shibbity bop do you have my gwop
yah
b-tch you know we really about that bankroll over here baby
yeah hey!
[chorus: sauce walka]
i make that bread like nothing [x4]
i make ciabatta i make that gwop
i make that cheese i make that cash
i make that stash i make that yeh yeh yeh yeh
i make that bread i make that bread
i make that cheese rolex my sleeve
i make that bread
i make that bread like nothing[x3]
i make that bread
[verse 1: sauce walka]
ooooo ciabatta ciabatta cheese
rolex up my f-cking sleeve i got a b-tch that speak j-penese
she sleep with panda bears in the trees
my baby stay far she ain’t close to me
but she facetime with them groceries
overseas [?]
baby be making that yen showing me off to her friends
showing me off in my benz
showing me splashing these diamonds talking sh-t with twin
never thought id have my freedom again
violated with my p.o again
caught with a pistol sellin a b-tch
rather catch a case than be in a ditch? yeahh
thats just the way that it is thats just the way that we live
i pour that syrup to feel
i sell that pistol for [?]
i make ciabatta foreal
i put them diamonds in gold wet like a seal
i drip my city foreal
everybody buy pieces because they wanna [?]
but there diamonds not clear
[chorus: sauce walka]
i make that bread like nothing [x4]
i make ciabatta i make that gwop
i make that cheese i make that cash
i make that stash i make that yeh yeh yeh yeh
i make that bread i make that bread
i make that cheese rolex my sleeve
i make that bread
i make that bread like nothing[x3]
i make that bread
[verse 2: philthy rich]
look! a hundred thousand on a weekend
b-tch tired can’t sleep in
red bottoms b-tch sheep skin
designer on me no cheap sh-t
500 on four foreigns
bad b-tch like no foreign
your baby daddy ain’t got no foreign
funny n-gg- like martin lawrence
actavis got me in a coma
broke n-gg- i be sleeping on em
all this ice like a milli on and i ain’t even got all of it on
rose gold buss down dweller these n-gg-s never been around cheddar
told the hoe if she knew better then the punk b-tch probably do better
splash town with the sauce twinz
you wanna cash in i need a soft ten
punk b-tch want a f-g off of me come back i need a dub again
p-ssy n-gg-s in real love with them [?] im the president
take her out the game the b-tch [?]
i make the bread like its nothing b-tch
[chorus: sauce walka]
i make that bread like nothing [x4]
i make ciabatta i make that gwop
i make that cheese i make that cash
i make that stash i make that yeh yeh yeh yeh
i make that bread i make that bread
i make that cheese rolex my sleeve
i make that bread
i make that bread like nothing[x3]
i make that bread
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