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Sauce (No Numbers)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Sauce (No Numbers) was released on May 9, 2016 by ChefBoyz ENT. as a part of the album Sauce (No Numbers) - Single
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Release DateMay 9, 2016
LabelChefBoyz ENT.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

Lyrics

Cellphone stay ringing, man, it won't stop jumping
Don't call my line up if you ain't talking no numbers
Can't get it for the low no more, it ain't getting funny
So nauseous with the flow, I leave 'em sick to they stomach
Cellphone stay ringing, man, it won't stop jumping
Cellphone stay ringing, man, it won't stop jumping
Got your bitch on my line, she won't leave me alone
She be all on my, all on my, ****, you know
Talking shit, but your ass looking broke as a joke
She be all on my, all on my, ****, you know
Yeah, I hear you, but I don't hear you
You a pussy **** at heart, so we don't fear you
You ain't talking 'bout no commas, so we ain't near you
I can have some woes from your own hood just clear you
This shit is real, dude
Uh, but hey, this is what you wanted, ****
Top down on Rodeo, stay stunting, ****
Fought to my designer, you a bum ****
OG Kush filled all up in my lungs, ****
**** on the internet, but I ain't into that
I'm somewhere in Cali tryna flip a fucking pack
Lose it all and get it back
Hold on, got another call, I gotta call you back
Cellphone stay ringing, man, it won't stop jumping
Don't call my line up if you ain't talking no numbers
Can't get it for the low no more, it ain't getting funny
So nauseous with the flow, I leave 'em sick to they stomach
Cellphone stay ringing, man, it won't stop jumping
Cellphone stay ringing, man, it won't stop jumping
Atlanta called me up, talking 'bout how they wanted me
If you ain't got a hundred mil, then you ain't talking to me
Place me on any beat and best believe it's a seize
I'm a chef boy forever, ****, I gotta eat
Another customer, it's time to go
Next month, ****, I might go and hit the road
I fly your bitch to the Bay just to catch my show
Now your little woe won't stop blowing up my phone
Cellphone stay ringing, man, it won't stop jumping
Don't call my line up if you ain't talking no numbers
Can't get it for the low no more, it ain't getting funny
So nauseous with the flow, I leave 'em sick to they stomach
Cellphone stay ringing, man, it won't stop jumping
Cellphone stay ringing, man, it won't stop jumping
Got your bitch on my line, she won't leave me alone
She be all on my, all on my, ****, you know
Talking shit, but your ass looking broke as a joke
She be all on my, all on my, ****, you know
Written by: David K. Appolon, David Lee Fletcher, Denil Woldslassie, Deon Lockhart
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