Whole lotta sauce I feel like a boss
Ain't taking no loss
I do what I want you do what ya can can
I feel like the man
I came with a squad we acting retard
Give a f*ck 'bout the law
I pull up in style the women go wild
I'm shutting it down
Whole lotta moves when ya getting to the money
Ain't it funny I been going hard and the bitches love me
Had to get it outta the mud why ya little niggas hating
I ain't worried 'bout a thing I'ma get it anyway
Pop a bottle for my dogs in the kitchen with the raw
Never never sold dope but the homie still dope
Kept it real with the realest ye gotta pay attention
'Cuz attention gone pay when I shoot my fadeaway yea
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
I don't really give a damn 'bout a nigga
If ya really want war I can really get dumb dumb
Like a dick to ya bitch this 40 gone sling
Better yet I'ma make the bitch cum cum
Got niggas on the team that really gone ride
Like kids on school bus
I'ma make this bread I'ma spend this bread
So God who can I trust
FME be the gang matter fact we the family
Better come correct nigga
Don't show no love unless it's real
Do you understand me
Don't drip my sauce don't drip my swag
'Cuz this here really cost
I smoke good gas I boom good gas
In gucci flip flops
What it be like What it feel like
How ya do that Why ya running
'Cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
Razzle Dazzle - Sprintin' 4 Da Riches (feat. JL Da Farrow) Lyrics
Razzle Dazzle - Sprintin' 4 Da Riches (feat. JL Da Farrow) Lyrics
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Whole lotta sauce I feel like a boss
Ain't taking no loss
I do what I want you do what ya can can
I feel like the man
I came with a squad we acting retard
Give a f*ck 'bout the law
I pull up in style the women go wild
I'm shutting it down
Whole lotta moves when ya getting to the money
Ain't it funny I been going hard and the bitches love me
Had to get it outta the mud why ya little niggas hating
I ain't worried 'bout a thing I'ma get it anyway
Pop a bottle for my dogs in the kitchen with the raw
Never never sold dope but the homie still dope
Kept it real with the realest ye gotta pay attention
'Cuz attention gone pay when I shoot my fadeaway yea
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
I don't really give a damn 'bout a nigga
If ya really want war I can really get dumb dumb
Like a dick to ya bitch this 40 gone sling
Better yet I'ma make the bitch cum cum
Got niggas on the team that really gone ride
Like kids on school bus
I'ma make this bread I'ma spend this bread
So God who can I trust
FME be the gang matter fact we the family
Better come correct nigga
Don't show no love unless it's real
Do you understand me
Don't drip my sauce don't drip my swag
'Cuz this here really cost
I smoke good gas I boom good gas
In gucci flip flops
What it be like What it feel like
How ya do that Why ya running
'Cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
Ain't taking no loss
I do what I want you do what ya can can
I feel like the man
I came with a squad we acting retard
Give a f*ck 'bout the law
I pull up in style the women go wild
I'm shutting it down
Whole lotta moves when ya getting to the money
Ain't it funny I been going hard and the bitches love me
Had to get it outta the mud why ya little niggas hating
I ain't worried 'bout a thing I'ma get it anyway
Pop a bottle for my dogs in the kitchen with the raw
Never never sold dope but the homie still dope
Kept it real with the realest ye gotta pay attention
'Cuz attention gone pay when I shoot my fadeaway yea
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
I don't really give a damn 'bout a nigga
If ya really want war I can really get dumb dumb
Like a dick to ya bitch this 40 gone sling
Better yet I'ma make the bitch cum cum
Got niggas on the team that really gone ride
Like kids on school bus
I'ma make this bread I'ma spend this bread
So God who can I trust
FME be the gang matter fact we the family
Better come correct nigga
Don't show no love unless it's real
Do you understand me
Don't drip my sauce don't drip my swag
'Cuz this here really cost
I smoke good gas I boom good gas
In gucci flip flops
What it be like What it feel like
How ya do that Why ya running
'Cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
What it be like whole lotta sauce
Baby that what it be like
What it feel like whole lotta hundred
Baby that what it feel like
How ya do that just stack a lotta bread
I ain't never ever finish
Why ya running 'cuz I'm sprinting for the riches
Writer: Randy Taylor
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