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hot sauce! - eyeluvoscar lyrics

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(oh milo)
xo

[pre*hook]
count the cash, stay in my bag
she don’t like you cause you got no swag
brand new b**** with a brand new a**
he got a chain? that s*** sn*tched
that boy funny, like king bach
you want the smoke? then we can match
young wild n**** just serving that grass
go in the mall, we poppin’ them tags

[hook]
duh*duh*duh*duh*duh*duh ahhhh*ha*ahhhh
b**** i came in with squad
talk about that s*** you know you not
i don’t wanna make a body drop

[verse 1]
ok, hot sauce, b**** i’m hot like hot sauce
shawty feeling good cause she f****** with a real boss
get that cheese, spend it all
she wet like niagra falls
call me lonzo, i’m ‘bout to ball
ten toes i could never fall
where my slimes at?
you really with nickels, but i’m really where them dimes at
b**** i came from thugtown, really where them crimes at
met up with a label, need a mil’ before i sign that
smoking the cream, know that it’s russian
i’m with yo’ b****, know that she bussin”
i’m off the gas, they off the “tussin
open yo legs, shawty quit fussin’
and she love the way i (woo)
hit from the back, i’m sn*tchin’ her tracks off
this ain’t a jag, this is a trackhawk
feeling like future i’m taking my mask off
feeling like jimmy cause i’m ‘finna blast off
b**** i been k!lling this s*** from the mid*south
she a lil demon, remind me of big mouth
he got a stick, and i got a stick
lil nas x, we pulling the d*cks out
wiping his nose, i’m pulling the vix out
no halloween, i’m pulling the tricks out
remember days they used to laugh at me (oh)
now i’m up and so they mad at me (oh)
stack the money, do it gradually (oh)
i can take you to yo’ fantasy (oh)
she love oscar, told her open up her e*y*e
play with gang than that n**** gonna d*i*e
switch my h*** like i got a case of d.i.d
she want me, but she lacking personality
[pre*hook]
count the cash, stay in my bag
she don’t like you cause you got no swag
brand new b**** with a brand new a**
he got a chain? that s*** sn*tched
that boy funny, like king bach
you want the smoke? then we can match
young wild n**** just serving that grass
go in the mall, we poppin’ them tags

[hook]
duh*duh*duh*duh*duh*duh ahhhh*ha*ahhhh
b**** i came in with squad
talk about that s*** you know you not
i don’t wanna make a body drop

[outro]
i don’t wanna
i don’t wanna
xo, xo

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