Lyrics Sauce Walka – Seasoning
Text:
Say man, I got this flavour man
You know what I’m talking about
Everybody ain’t got them herbs, them minerals and spices
You know what I’m saying?
Hey!
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
You ain’t got ingredients nigga
Your diamonds ain’t blinking my nigga
She ain’t Puerto Rican my nigga
The fuck was you thinking my nigga?
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got ingredients
You ain’t got ingredients nigga
Your diamonds ain’t blinking my nigga
She ain’t Puerto Rican my nigga
The fuck was you thinking my nigga?
But I want born in the kitchen
But I want born by the stove
I got that Tony ?
Buddy snitched up and had a baby by a badass ho
But I invented this drippin’
Since we were twelve we were pimpin’
Riding with choppers on Christmas
I’m busting nuts on these bitches
Rose gold on my tooth
You a shot to win a bruise
I done made it to the news
Lovin’ myself when I started drippin’
Buying these clothes to finesse women
Buying these cars to impress these women
Met a rich bitch worth a half a million
Had to break it for a ?
Never thought that she’d be invested to the business paying 7 thou’
I gave her something she could love
I gave her something she could stand on
Future foundation cause my plan’s strong
How you have a house with fine women when a man bring a hundred bands home
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
You ain’t got ingredients nigga
Your diamonds ain’t blinking my nigga
She ain’t Puerto Rican my nigga
The fuck was you thinking my nigga?
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got ingredients
You ain’t got ingredients nigga
Your diamonds ain’t blinking my nigga
She ain’t Puerto Rican my nigga
The fuck was you thinking my nigga?
Boy I got all of the spill
All of my diamonds is real
I celebrate cause I really shed blood in the field
I done lost niggas for real
I done shed so many tears
Never forget the day my face was touching the steel
Family faking, they was hating my dreams
Nowadays I’m close to touchin’ a mill
Gave these flavours out to all of my peers
You boys should be grateful for that
Who taught you to swim with a splash?
Who got you three bitches like that?
Who taught you to ask for the cash?
Turn a chicken dinner to a winner
Now I’m under shade in the winter
Just layin’ chains in a chinchilla
Saucin’ knowledge and it ain’t simple
All my bitches got pretty nipples
Curly hair like Shirley Temple
And it’s paying like Oprah Winfrey
Mac 9, it sings like a ?
If you ever like the let the sauce fool you
Hit a nigga with a hadouken
Boy you’re salty just like Lucas
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
You ain’t got ingredients nigga
Your diamonds ain’t blinking my nigga
She ain’t Puerto Rican my nigga
The fuck was you thinking my nigga?
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got that seasoning
I got ingredients
You ain’t got ingredients nigga
Your diamonds ain’t blinking my nigga
She ain’t Puerto Rican my nigga
The fuck was you thinking my nigga?
Album
Sauce Walka – Holy Sauce
