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splashtown, tx - sauce walka lyrics

[intro: the real drippy]
(chamberlain, he’s got it)
i saw that n*gga, i’ma tattoo him on my leg
i’ma k!ll him and tattoo him on my leg
drippy, drippy, drippy, drippy, drippy, drippy, drippy (drip, drip, drip, drippy)

[verse 1: the real drippy]
my young n*ggas robbin’ for the lean
moonwalking on a b*tch, billie jean
it’s splashtown, boy, we speak that saucenese
ar*15, .223s
splashtown, texas, we don’t wear plain gold
we put diamonds in our necklace
and i got white ho who think she black, but she got freckles
put a n*gga on a stretcher
automatic weapon with the bullet*catcher, drip, drip, drip
i ain’t scared of sh*t
i could go to oakcliff, i could go to the nix
i could go to murderworth and post up in the 6
never thought i would be rich, drip
me and skuba used to skip school and hit l!cks
diamonds black like a pen
heard them n*ggas k!lled your partner, you made a song, but you didn’t spin
heard them n*ggas took your chain, you never see that b*tch again
i’ll put a n*gga in the blend
punch his t**th off his chin
opp act like you my friend
get your ass by yourself and hit you with this fn
diamonds water, i’m growin’ fins
big birds, no hens
i got two glocks from the same p*wn shop, so i act like they twins
n*ggas be broke, stacks full of tens
my diamonds darker than my sins
[verse 2: sauce walka]
my b*tches white, they hens
they make millions, not friends
you been jackin’ off to her fans
put some sanitizer on your hands
me and sakway was in the benz
had a hundred shots in that b*tch
glocks in tallahassee with a switch
switch
my flow magic, abracadabra
i call up my mexicans, they’ll come stab ya
i call up my ricans and they’ll come grab ya
i call up my asians, karate, they snap ya
knock you off the ladder, i’m meaner, i’m badder
you weaker, you fatter, you don’t even matter
i scoot up with drippy, that’s a demon and pastor
punch a rapper down, he ain’t beatin’ the master
ghost a rapper, now he hangin’ with casper
i’m at rockets games, we beatin’ the raptors
my ho in here with lawyers beatin’ his masters
you a magazine, not even a chapter
start my bentley up, i’m leavin’ ’em after
you a n0body, not even a factor
i’ll have lil bird squeezin’ it at ya

[outro]
brr
tweet tweet, tweet
ooh*wee
bird next, n*gga
splash

- sauce walka lyrics

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