5000 ones - sauce walka lyrics
[chorus]
five thousand ones from strippers
she threw money at my pimp and i
ain’t never had to tip her
trackhawk got wings on it, it go
faster than a missile
by the time you hear that brr, bird
done already hit you
yeah, i’m standing on an issue
i’ve been sh*tting on these ****, d*mn
near running out of tissue
throw a body on a b*tch like she got a
dirty pistol
girl, i’ll send you to dior today, but i
ain’t flying with you
sauce done made so many millions
off of upgrading strippers
[verse 1]
balling so hard in la, i thought i’d
play for the clippers
pints on pints on pints on pints, we
state to state with the zippers
this big louis coat i bought was 7k
for the zipper
watch me f*ck a rap b*tch, make her
do thе song and diss ya
we outside with the militia, buy
thirteen nintеndo switches
my neck jason waterfall, i hop out
left eye and chilli
seen me dropping out in philly
sipping syrup next to gillie
all these snow bunnies ’round me
thought i was a hillbilly
[chorus]
five thousand ones from strippers
she threw money at my pimp and i
ain’t never had to tip her
trackhawk got wings on it, it go
faster than a missile
by the time you hear that brr, bird
done already hit you
yeah, i’m standing on an issue
i’ve been sh*tting on these ****, d*mn
near running out of tissue
throw a body on a b*tch like she got a
dirty pistol
girl, i’ll send you to dior today, but i
ain’t flying with you
sauce done made so many millions
off of upgrading strippers
[verse 2]
walk up in this b*tch, mannie fresh
spending cash money
try to crash, you gon’ fail the test like
the last dummy
she balenciaga’d cross the chest
i’ma splash honey
booty like a pillow, let me rest on that
ass, honey
[chorus]
five thousand ones from strippers
she threw money at my pimp and i
ain’t never had to tip her
trackhawk got wings on it, it go
faster than a missile
by the time you hear that brr, bird
done already hit you
yeah, i’m standing on an issue
i’ve been sh*tting on these ****, d*mn
near running out of tissue
throw a body on a b*tch like she got a
dirty pistol
girl, i’ll send you to dior today, but i
ain’t flying with you
sauce done made so many millions
off of upgrading strippers
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