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Butter Sauce

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[ Heavy Drum & Bass ] [ Enhanced Stereo ] [ Professional Mix & Mastering ] [ Intro: oakland rap vocals, use beat switch every 8 bars ] Yeah, C-double-O-L-I-O the underdog, man, What's this, huh? Double-R star in the house, you know, what I'm saying, romper room for life. Rest in peace to Mac, D-R-E, yadda-I'm talking about ? What y'all thought Pimp was dead? Uh-uh, never Furley ghost is in me, check it out, [ verse 1 ] I'm on fire, ( fire ) hoes call me sire, ( sire ) The king of pimpin', boy, there's none finer, ( higher ) Money I desire, make her a frequent flyer Don't have to travel with her, she gon' send it on the wire Pimpin' don't expire, love it when you subscribe her I'ma burn a beat out like rubber on a tire. Game tight like pliers. Ya whole squad liars, keep a beat spinnin' runnin' hot like dryers. Put um' on the market, let every man try em', She gon' suck the blood out you like a vampire. She can never tire, salute me, stand higher, Infatuated with the game, a playa and fighter. She a do or die-er, a ho that you admire. But any beat l'll get it for you long as you dont ire A ho know I be flyer, every time I eye her, Ain't no quittin' with this pimpin', so this game I can't deny her. [ beat switch ] [ Chorus: wide stereo, slow deep rap, do not sing ] I be fly, dipped in butter sauce That's why she think of me as nothin' but her boss If a beat stop gettin' money, I'ma cut her off She wasn't shit, to me it's nothin' but her loss I be fly, dipped in butter sauce That's why she think of me as nothin' but her boss If a beat stop gettin' money, I'ma cut her off She wasn't shit, to me it's nothin' but her loss [ beat switch ] [ verse 2 ] See I, ( ah, ah ), I sick 'em My beats break speakers, every time they hit 'em. And then I break my beat, every time they switch 'em. I train 'em like dogs, ( ah, ah ) all I yell, is sick 'em. ( sick 'em ) My homie say, "Coolio, you know how to mix 'em" oh, I got a thing for hoes, I know how to pick 'em. Let 'em come up short with this pain, I inflict ya' Of domestic violence, you just became a victim. I cut 'em and I brick 'em, razor blade nick 'em. Shave their ass, dog um' out, let the fleas get 'em. Never show no sympathy, get out of line, whip 'em. Kick ya'll like a soccer ball, I'm gon' trip 'em. Dead up in their ass, every time they lip me. Then I do ya'll like a pancake and flippy. Every now and then, dip 'em, so playas' steady pick 'em. Like I said, I ( ah, ah ), I sick 'em. [ beat switch ] [ Chorus: wide stereo, slow deep rap, do not sing ] I be fly, dipped in butter sauce That's why she think of me as nothin' but her boss If a bitch stop gettin' money, I'ma cut her off She wasn't shit, to me it's nothin' but her loss I be fly, dipped in butter sauce That's why she think of me as nothin' but her boss If a bitch stop gettin' money, I'ma cut her off She wasn't shit, to me it's nothin' but her loss [ verse 3 ] I be gone of that hennie hoes ain't got many but the few I got break for every penny, pockets never skinny bitches booming like benny I even got a few on craigslist like jenny sympathy never in me pimp flaws ain't got any you can tell by the hairs on my chinny chin chinny my homie kenny said I serving beats like hemi I spit game acapella so next time you can hear me. Never puff a breezy with a bitch kinda trendy I hope you pack a jacket cuz my mac is kinda windy sometimes I eat at wendy's sometimes I eat at denny's cuz when it comes to pimpn' shit, it's still about the pennies. A hoe can not offend me see that furley ghost got in me every dime is mine, bitch dont nobody lend me. the feds try to pin me give a playa 10 to 20 but none that shit gonna stick cuz alibies I got plenty [ beat switch ] [ Chorus: wide stereo, slow deep rap, do not sing ] I be fly, dipped in butter sauce That's why she think of me as nothin' but her boss If a beat stop gettin' money, I'ma cut her off She wasn't shit, to me it's nothin' but her loss I be fly, dipped in butter sauce That's why she think of me as nothin' but her boss If a beat stop gettin' money, I'ma cut her off She wasn't shit, to me it's nothin' but her loss [ Instrumental interlude ] [ smooth ending ] [ end ] [ fade out ]