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[Intro: Jim

Crack
We tryin' to be more diplomatic in certain situations
But don't ever forget, don't ever think that we slippin' or

1: Jim Jones]
Hrgh, I started a grand of pack
Once I finished, then re-up and I ran it back
Parked in the buildin', I was watchin' where my grandma at
Seems like everybody watchin' through a camera
Checked the and asked the pilot where we landin' at
Jumpin' off the while we dockin' where the sand was at
She the sauce boss and I be drippin' like candle wax
This four-door is like the straw that broke the camel back
I was watchin' all these rockin' fanny packs
I was askin' myself, What of man is that?
And that's a muhfucka, can you handle that?
Make a phone call and have you parkin' it's handicap
And all these they be askin', me and Cam are back
It's Diplomats for life, muhfucka, and I on that (Dipset!)
Two desert eagles like the in my chain
This is like a drug, that's like a needle to the vein
Killa been there's no needin' to explain
'Cause these selfish muhfuckas don't appreciate the
They don't appreciate this
It's like they copped a new car, it just depreciates and

[Chorus: Santana]
Yeah, how we walk, how we talk, how we
You see it drippin', spillin' off, spillin' off
Them boyz got the sauce, got the sauce, got the
boyz got the sauce, got the sauce
Yeah, how we walk, how we talk, how we
See it drippin', off, spillin' off
Them got the sauce, got the sauce, got the sauce
Them boyz got the sauce, bitch

[Verse 2: Juelz
it up like spaghetti hoe
Got sauce, got that flavor, that oregano
Kept it on me but I it low
Only time I let it show is I let it go
Santana, hoe, you already
Yeah, neck lookin' like the levees
Still got that perico straight Mexico
my paper, every decimal
I ain't French but all my bitches si bon
No time to 'em, I just fuck 'em and I let 'em go
Uh, gigalo, Bigalow
Gotta hit her with the
all birds, gotta let 'em roam
When you see me, boy me, I'm a general
Or end up on my plate gettin' ate like a dinner
Still ridin' high, low

[Chorus: Santana]
Yeah, how we walk, how we talk, how we
You could see it drippin', spillin' off, off
Them boyz got the sauce, got the sauce, got the
Them boyz got the sauce, got the
Yeah, how we walk, how we talk, how we
See it drippin', off, spillin' off
boyz got the sauce, got the sauce, got the sauce
Them got the sauce, Dipset bitch

[Verse 3:
Santa, yeah hit the bank, then to my crib with the lake
Inside a catfish, I don't mean no picture
I'm 'bout my dinner plate, mac and finished steak
What about my vegetables? Watch in the face
Did I indicate, baby you lookin' in the
Of a man that every other month go out some different
So fix face, we flyin', fuck the interstate
You bring a couple friends, the others I'll eliminate
She said 'Cause it's like the playoffs
Takin' some days off, you comin' or not
This is the addy, be there or be square, 10 a.m. is the
No time to wrestle
200K here on this young
She left in a Camry, B
It ain't my fault she can't see

[Chorus: Santana]
Yeah, how we walk, how we talk, how we
You could see it drippin', off, spillin' off
boyz got the sauce, got the sauce, got the sauce
Them boyz got the sauce, got the
Yeah, how we walk, how we talk, how we
See it drippin', spillin' off, off
boyz got the sauce, got the sauce, got the sauce
Them boyz got the sauce, dipset