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Sauce Walka - Texas Cyclone feat. Travis Scott [Sauce Ghetto Gospel 2]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sauce Walka
Sauce Walka
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Walker Mondane
Albert Walker Mondane
Composer
Christopher Haynes
Christopher Haynes
Composer
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Composer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah In time, nigga sittin' tired on the 45 on my high drive Headline, nigga, headline Sit back, get a headline, yeah Drop out when I'm woozy (Yeah) Low fade, took it Boosie (Woo) Treasure time for the booty (It's lit) She make it slow, still movin' Jan all out, suu-whooping (Skrrt, skrrt, woo) On my side like the Louis When it's time, never truant (Ooh-wee) Never breathe matter where I be Write the hits, make a centerpiece (Drip) One million files what they sendin' me (Drip) Tried 'em here, never let 'em leave Pray to God for the homies It's okay, yeah I can't feel my face, yeah (I can't feel my face, yeah) It's alright (Alright), it's just some nights, mm (Woo) That I can't fight, yeah (Trill) Out of spite, uh She live her life, uh It's okay, uh (Okay) I can't feel my face (I can't feel my face) Sauce on my body, skrrt up in Ferrari My drip hot like Sari, my jacket Safari She wanna put me on TV like Maury My face is numb from the codeine I'm pouring She blow me up when I'm busy, I'm touring New city, new foreign, she called, I'm ignoring She wanna be my lil' new-new like Lauryn But that's just too boring, I'm busy explorin' girls on Handlebars, Percs, ménage à trois I don't want no pause, but them pills just touch the heart She defeat the odds when her feelings get massaged Ceiling full of stars, pop a pill and play your part I'm Sauce Drop out when I'm woozy (Yeah) Low fade, took it Boosie (Woo) Treasure time for the booty (It's lit) She make it slow, still movin' Jan all out, suu-whooping (Skrrt, skrrt, woo) On my side like the Louis When it's time, never truant (Ooh-wee) Never breathe matter where I be Write the hits, make a centerpiece (Drip) One million files what they sendin' me (Drip) Tried 'em here, never let 'em leave Pray to God for the homies It's okay, yeah I can't feel my face, yeah (I can't feel my face, yeah) It's alright (Alright), it's just some nights, mm (Woo) That I can't fight, yeah (Trill) Out of spite, uh She live her life, uh It's okay, uh (Okay) I can't feel my face (I can't feel my face)
Writer(s): Jacques Webster, Albertina Walker, Jeremy Ragland, Nils Noehden, Christopher Haynes, Sheila Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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