damnlyrics.com

Hot Sauce to Go

Ah, ha, light in the incense, backup

An' turn the lights off in this motherfucker, right now, please

Thank you, muah, ah, haha, you know who it is

The ambience is beautiful, marvelous, I'm gettin' older

You got to move wit the groove

As she lay on the one's an' two's

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You gon' stink up the room wit that big ol' ass

Yo, we gon' hit somethin', I'm cuttin' the rug wit love

Or I'm on the wall pressed up against somethin'

You should let 'em know the boss is back

So y'all niggas that went wood, go get more shalack

I see bowlegs backin' it in

I put it on her wit the ol' school two step, clap an' a spin

Filled up her cup, slid her a dutch

You know what's happenin' then in an' all I did was havin' a grin

Off top, let her know I ain't one of these dudes

Rhymin' to lose, naw, ma, I'm rappin' to win

Yeah, yes, they know the God be fresh

I'm on that ass, blowin' purple on the washin' set

An' even though I came wit thugs

You still might catch a few of them 'steppin' in the name of love'

Uh, it's D on the block, the Ryde is Ruff

An' you wit the motherfuckin' Billionaire Boys Club

You got to move wit the groove

As she lay on the one's an' two's

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You gon' stink up the room wit that big ol' ass

Would you go to jail? Yeah, light me up

Go to jail, let's go, light me up

Would you go to jail? Uh huh, light me up

Go to jail, c'mon, light me up

You got to move wit the groove

As she lay on the one's an' two's

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You gon' stink up the room wit that big ol' ass

Gangsta leanin', kiss be in the bank wit cream

My wrists an' my neck be gleamin'

Whatever I got cost, honey look hotter than hot sauce

That's why I get top in a drop porsche

Then she get dropped off, told her that the whole block pop off

She come through, take them rocks off

An' therefore, wanna know, what would they stare for?

They heard about the work, it's as white as your Air Force

Maybe it's the voice that the world got an ear for

Most of these rappers, I just don't care for

So I be on the honies wit the big ol' asses

Hypno an' Cleako in big ol' glasses

We could do the damn thang, order the champagne

Honey's Head of the State an' I'm runnin' the campaign

If you comin', c'mon, if not I'm gone

Other than that, yo, Pharrell, sing my song

You got to move wit the groove

As she lay on the one's an' two's

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You gon' stink up the room wit that big ol' ass

Would you go to jail? Yeah, light me up

Go to jail, let's go, light me up

Would you go to jail? Uh huh, light me up

Go to jail, c'mon, light me up

Hot sauce to go

Hot sauce to go

Hey, yo, honey got a goon thinkin'

That ass like that, she could have the room stinkin'

I picked her up in the maroon Lincoln

Blew her back out until the moon sank in

Spend the profit, hold on the to the re

Lock me up, hold on the to key

I want you to wake up in the mornin' wit me

I got it bad for ya, breakfast an' a cab for ya

You got to move wit the groove

As she lay on the one's an' two's

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You gon' stink up the room wit that big ol' ass

Would you go to jail? Yeah, light me up

Go to jail, let's go, light me up

Would you go to jail? Uh huh, light me up

Go to jail, c'mon, light me up

Hot sauce watch out

Hot sauce to go

Hot sauce to go

Hot sauce to go

Enjoy the lyrics !!!