| We ain’t even been talking for a minute yet
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| And now I already got you elevated
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| You don’t know if I’m a sin or a sinner yet
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| But you already singing hella praises
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| If we’re out for the night
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| And you’re by my side
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| Don’t get emotional
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| 'Cause niggas gon' slide
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| Wit' you in my ride
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| So I’d rather let you know
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| Even though, I’m good without you, I’m fucking with you regardless
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| And if that’s gon' hurt you, least you can say is I’m honest
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| Good things don’t always get to you the way that you want it
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| I’m good without you but I’m fucking with you regardless
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| So tell me if it gets too much
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| Tell me if you bit too much
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| Boy, act right 'cause it’s cool if
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| There’s too much sauce in the food for you
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| Sorry that you can’t keep up
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| You’re looking like you bit too much
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| Boy, act right 'cause it’s cool if
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| There’s too much sauce in the food for you
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| Too much sauce
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| I got too much sauce, sauce
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| Known I still pull up when you need it
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| I gotta know you can deal with it (stop)
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| Readin' through the lines, boy, you’re showin' (stop)
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| Playin' with your mind, 'bout to blow it
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| It takes a strong man, strong shoulders
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| You gotta level up if you want this (stop)
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| Chewing with you mouth wide open
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| Like you can’t see
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| Even though, I’m good without you, I’m fucking with you regardless
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| And if that’s gon' hurt you, least you can say is I’m honest
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| Good things don’t always get to you the way that you want it
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| I’m good without you but I’m fucking with you regardless
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| So tell me if it gets too much
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| Tell me if you bit too much
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| Boy, act right 'cause it’s cool if
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| There’s too much sauce in the food for you (too. much)
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| Sorry that you can’t keep up
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| You’re looking like you bit too much
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| Boy, act right 'cause it’s cool if
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| There’s too much sauce in the food for you
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| Too much sauce
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| Know what to do with it
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| You don’t know what to do with it
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| I got too much sauce, sauce
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| Know what to do with it
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| You don’t know what to do with it
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| Can’t hand, can’t hang with a boss
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| Know what to do with it
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| You don’t know what to do with it
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| I got too much sauce, sauce
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| Know what to do with it
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| You don’t know what to do with it
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| I got too much sauce, sauce
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| (Right, right, right, yeah, damn, right, right)
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| I got too much sauce, sauce
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| (Right, right, right, yeah, damn, right, right)
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| Can’t hand, can’t hang with a boss
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| (Right, right, right, yeah, damn, right, right)
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| I got too much sauce, sauce
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| (Right, right, right, yeah, damn, right, right)
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| Lust
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| Four letters like love but less precious
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| More like electric veins running fast than frenzy my heart, make me crave and
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| act reckless
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| So infectious |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sauce , by - Ella Mai. Song from the album Ella Mai, in the genre R&B