Gucci Mane (Sauce) - Rexx Life Raj

Is it hard to be fresh if you don’t have money or can you still pull it off?

See when I had no money I still had sauce, so if you don’t got no sauce,

then you’re lost

But you can also get lost in the sauce

In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce

I’m Gucci Mane, the nigga with the sauce

Everything costs when she dealing with a boss

I’m Gucci Mane, don’t get lost in the sauce

They throw salt cause their whole team lost

We Gucci Mane, and still got the sauce

In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce

I’m Gucci Mane, the nigga with the (sauce)

Sauce, could have been a nugget, dipped

Nah we ain’t ballin' on a budget that’s for them

You a freak, damn we could get it in

She can put a Sprite can in her mouth, old school little pimp

And there’s more room for your friends

Tell them laugh up in the Benz

And tell me where that AUX cord is I might slap some Gucci, get it lit

All in the sauce

Are you lost in the sauce?

Bish gonna get lost in the sauce, know what I’m saying?

Know what I mean?

Overdosed on sauce

That’s what it is

No meat, just sauce

In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce

I’m Gucci Mane, the nigga with the sauce

Everything costs when she dealing with a boss

I’m Gucci Mane, don’t get lost in the sauce

They throw salt cause their whole team lost

We Gucci Mane, and still got the sauce

In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce

I’m Gucci Mane, the nigga with the (sauce)

I’m a sauce dripping, Henny sipping nigga filled with wisdom dropping knowledge,

you ain’t gotta pay tuition

Probably gotta pocket full of dip

Precis that I’m spitting hope they manifest into drugs and hella women

Oh I need hella women

We just wanna live like a television

American dream that, Wu Tang Cream

Said her car’s in the shop, she’s still stuck on eat

Give me a large Aquafina and a ten on three

That should get us to the Biddy, my part dose of acid got me trippy

I’m from Berkeley, I might be a hippie

I can never trip cause I got riders rolling with me

Rolling logs big enough that we can float to Mississippi

And we not turning off, ay, feet popping like it’s lip gloss

Real dad, not an in-law if you get an invite, you won’t recognize us cause I’m

covered-

In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce

I’m Gucci Mane, the nigga with the sauce

Everything costs when she dealing with a boss

I’m Gucci Mane, don’t get lost in the sauce

They throw salt cause their whole team lost

We Gucci Mane, and still got the sauce

In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce, In the sauce

I’m Gucci Mane, the nigga with the (sauce)

When you’re born, can you be born with sauce or do you acquire sauce?

No you ain’t born with sauce

You get sauce from…

How you gonna be born with seasoning?

You gotta get seasoned, I was born without the sauce

I had to acquire the sauce…