teamsaucinboys – five-0 lyrics
[big daddy ky, barney, & sauce the sloth]
oh sh-t!
let’s get ready to rumble. the sus tape volume 1
lil turkey, big daddy ky, sauce tha sloth, and barnie
here we go, round one
well d-mn girl!
big daddy ky, really nice guy, that was a lie. i really f-ck with cake but i really hate pie. 3.14 pie, b-tch. i got a mosquito itch
got milk all over my mommas t-ts
the sus tape volume 1. what?
we out here without a gun, probably gonna get shot but we’re having fun. yo f-ck it
beans greens potatos tomatos
[verse 1: big daddy ky]
f-ck yo b-tch, then i eat some spaghetti
f-ckin’ poppin’ yo b-tches p-ssy like confetti. (pop)
was gonna rap fast, said f-ck it
when i c-m, i swear to god i shoot buckets
i shoot 3’s like i play basketball
don’t look at me b-tch, i swear you’ll fall
straight to your knees, suckin’ on my d-ck
lickin’ on my nuts, that’s just how it is
how does it taste? “taste like some waste”
eat some pineapple upside down cake
b-tch lookin’ like an ugly f-ckin’ piece of sh-t, i swear to god i should throw you in recycling bins
let that motherf-ckin’ beat drop, while i drop my motherf-ckin’ top on my ferrari
b-tch i drive a rari, you look like a b-tch
i wanna f-ck ari-ana grande, b-tch she the bae
i swear she the truth, could make this d-ck go “poof”
i swear it’ll disappear, deep inside her alley
i just wanna say i knew some b-tch, her name was ali
f-ck that b-tch, she look like a witch. ain’t really tryna diss, just sayin’ it how it is
it’s my time to stop, get my other brother on
just wanna let you know, i got p-ssy coupons
done rapping for now, finna milk this cow
but for the time being, sauce tha sloth on the mic b. (b-tch)
[verse 2: sauce tha sloth]
f-cked a b-tch named kathy, that girl got a fatty
d-mn i’m so icy, i’m always laced up with nike
i just bought some lotto tickets, f-ck me i’m a cricket
the government better pay me, if they don’t they’re gonna have to face thee
b-tch i’m the greatest man, watch me whip this mini van. (hoo)
watch me whip your b-tches -ss when she gave me f-ckin’ s-ss
[verse 3: barney]
386, flagler, palm coast
b-tch i be ballin’
why all y’all be stallin’
this may be the track, but the sus is back
comin’ from the coast, rollin’ from the coast
sus tape volume one
hittin’ your b-tch harder than a pope
(hoo hoo hoo hoo)
you ain’t never gonna forget
sus tape volume one
we out, we got bu$h p-b-$
we got, zoey 101
we got much more copyright bullsh-t coming
gonna get arrested for copyright but it’s okay
i ain’t afraid to go back to the slammer
b-tch, b-tch b-tch
i ain’t afraid of no prison b-tch
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