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the sauce - bandgang javar & bandgang jizzle p lyrics

[intro: bandgang javar]
lil ron on the track, boy
bandgang (bandgang)
don’t forget the big money

[verse 1: bandgang javar]
shoes got a green card, they was made in paris
yo outfit was made in china, you should be embarrassed
boy those clothes ain’t the only thing you sharing
yo b*tch was just f*cking me with her eyes staring
i don’t want a b*tch, i need a driver
b*tch said we chilled tonight, f*ck, she a liar
you got the sauce but it’s expired
i could light the grill with one of these, my sh*t fire
we with all real n*gga’s like a slave auction
the same ones you saw me with on 6 mile walking
f*ck your dentist, i got n*gga’s round this b*tch flossing
you a well known booster, around this b*tch talking
can’t n0body my age f*ck with me, twenty
ran through a thousand hundreds, couple fifties and some twenties
“come on nah” biggs’ll be home in oh twenty
and i’ll be d*mned if he ain’t up ten times twenty

[chorus: bandgang jizzle p]
playing with that sauce, it ain’t a secret
the way a n*gga floss, you know i’m eating
would give you n*gga’s game but it’s a secret
one fifty, made that sh*t in one weekend
no drums, i’ve been a band man, ain’t no secret who the scam man
come shop with your ham ass, f*ck around and get fan*scammed
[verse 2: bandgang jizzle p]
would put you n*gga’s on, but i can’t trust it
and i ain’t swiping out sauce, cause i don’t trust you
f*ck a friend, i’d rather count up with my brother
and move that **** out of town with my cousins
yeah, gettin’ them phones by the dozen
every other week a dime, about a dozen
slow n*gga, let me break it down to numbers
they paying thirteen when they fresh up out that oven
big dip, i got a sh*t load of sauce
shout out unk he got some old numbers off
sh*t fire, when i swing, b*tch, it’s cough
one try, baby, ain’t no getting caught

- bandgang javar bandgang jizzle p lyrics

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