Sauce Money f Lil` Kim

Middle Finger U

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[Intro: Sauce Money]ManThey just don`t understandHow hard it is for a young black maleStill wanna beefWe don`t wanna compromiseAll we wanna do is take take takeYa better get some [Verse 1: Sauce Money]I`m in the streets with my thug loveYou know the block is hotPlus them niggas tryna set up shopGettin` money in these streets is all I gotEven if it takes me gettin` shotBesides what you riffin` for?Five Gs what I hit you forCan`t believe you still want moreI`m a thug boo you know thugs don`t trickJust cuz I love you, you wanna drive the sixWell that`s too much shine, unnecessary flairNo more arguing, take some dough for ya hairJust beep me 12 o`clock, I`ll be right thereTo pick you up, don`t ruin thatI don`t really be doin` thatWhat you mean that`s not good enough?I`m spendin` too much of time in the hood and stuff?In the drop chrome shinnin` flauntin` my crewI`m tryna get paid ma, what you want me to do? [Chorus: Lil` Kim]You gotta please meTouch and tease meLove me, hug meRub me, squeeze meKiss me, and never deceive meShow me, you gotta believe meOr leave mePlease meTouch and tease meLove me, hug meRub me, squeeze meKiss me, and never deceive meShow me, you gotta believe meOr leave me [Verse 2: Sauce Money]You got some nerve grillin` me wit a frown a lotAttitude real stank, I ain`t around a lotCan`t understand why I`m outta town a lotI rap for big paper now, this ain`t around the blockNow you treat me like I`m cheatin`, creepin` or suminSneakin` or sumin, late night keepin` `em humpin`Why you look at Sauce funny? (What you don`t trust a nigga?)I work hard, look at your diamonds.... them shits cost moneyForget about your homies, they jealous of youI ain`t really tryna hear what they tell us to doBesides half of them ain`t even got no manThat`s why I`m goin` all out, puttin` rocks on your handBut you don`t really care, you`re spoiled and shitTalk slick like you drink baby oil and shitShe got a 500 wit chrome, spoiler kitAnd you still not happy, man what`s wrong wit chicks Chorus [Verse 3: Sauce Money]Enjoy your cut necklace, finer thingsVersace, Armani, diamond ringsAnything you can imagine, if you mine let itNo more school loans, your own line or creditWalk in closets, full link minks in `emHis and her rollies, extra links wit `emBottles of Dom, tennis braids for your armFour-five workers for your beauty salonBut you don`t wanna hear that, you still not happyShit, so what the industry`s bustin` at meCar chases through Brooklyn, cop`s on my tailFeds hit the spot, found it chopped on the scaleUndercovers Ds hit the block for a saleFor you or nobody else, I`m not goin` to jailImagine, all of this inside of a dayJust for your ungrateful ass, whatchu got to say? Chorus

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