| Hey, hey, hey
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| This your song right here (Song right here)
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey
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| It’s the one you love (It's probably Krizz)
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| Saucy, saucy get to drinking with your girlfriend
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| Saucy, saucy way too much now I’m earling
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| Saucy, saucy lots of shots now it’s time to go
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| Saucy, saucy I’m so tired, can’t get off the floor
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| I’m off of 2 shots of Patron, and now I’m looking for a bad one
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| Til most of 'em leave me 'lone 'cause already had 'em
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| Tipsy, they used to pass me, they used to diss me
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| Harass me, now they ask me if they can kiss me
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| The best there is, I piss excellence
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| Try to check me for my dough, you insult my intelligence
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| Screaming «Kali Baby!» |
| and them babies end up yelling it
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| Stacks big as a elephant, spending it for the hell of it
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| We coop the day my shit come out
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| Get your girl in the Coupe and watch my (Hey!) come out
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| In the air iI’mma shoot, and all the niggas run out
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| And I’mma blow all my loot until that shit run out
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| I’m mad niggerish, me and all my niggas is blacker as licorice
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| Like shining Big Nicholas
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| With bitches we be kicking it
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| Christopher, keeps his wrist glistening and frosty
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| Damn, what it cost me? |
| I’m way too saucy
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| Saucy, saucy get to drinking with your girlfriend
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| Saucy, saucy way too much now I’m earling
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| Saucy, saucy lots of shots now it’s time to go
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| Saucy, saucy I’m so tired, can’t get off the floor
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| Now, I’m as something old school, bumping something old school
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| And I’m looking like a young buck, feeling like a old fool (Aha!)
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| You say the breezies want me, I say the breezies need me
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| You say the breezies talk me up, I say the breezies breathe me
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| In the place, shit faced and I’m leanin'
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| Holla at both of y’all, there’s two of you I’m seeing
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| I’m down if they’re stepping up let’s step this party up
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| And hit the throttle, get the bottle, yup, mix it up with 7 Up
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| Wall to wall girlies looking like they wearing swimwear
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| Kali Baby in here, you know the Snake and the Bat
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| Look how lil' mama shaking that fat
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| Everybody looking, all the women hating at that
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| All the people in here crispy, twisted is how Krizz be
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| Thizzes getting passed around like they little frisbees
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| Gots to take lots of rock lobster shots to the dome to off me
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| I’m way too saucy
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| Saucy, saucy get to drinking with your girlfriend
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| Saucy, saucy way too much now I’m earling
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| Saucy, saucy lots of shots now it’s time to go
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| Saucy, saucy I’m so tired, can’t get off the floor
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| Girlies flocking to him, jocking
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| Rocking my sneakers, once fresh white T, party right by me
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| Hot the dance floor with my drink and my two-step
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| Party up the party til it hasn’t any juice left
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| Who’s coming with me, man?
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| It’s several devil chicks looking for me to immediately
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| Beat these cheeks repeatedly
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| I’m too drunk to drive, ride on the passenger’s side
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| Gotta get to where I’m going alive
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| Baby backing it up, put that thing on my lap and then what
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| Acting like you want me to beat up your tilapia
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| Slapping ya, right across that, 'cause I’m off that
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| Tee many martoonies, they running right through me
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| (Bet your cam when the shit come on
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| Put your hands in the air, this Big Krizz song)
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| Hyphy, might be, gone off the Long Island iced tea
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| It’s on me, I’m awfully, saucy
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| Saucy, saucy get to drinking with your girlfriend
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| Saucy, saucy way too much now I’m earling
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| Saucy, saucy lots of shots now it’s time to go
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| Saucy, saucy I’m so tired, can’t get off the floor |