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• Artiste: Sauce Walka
• Titre: PTSD (Puttin That Shit Dine)
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(Chamberlain, he's got it) Ooh-wee Sauce, Sauce Splash Ooh-wee Nickname my chain Mark Cuban, now they mad at me (Shit) Half a million dollars, that's a bitch player's salary (Yeah) These type of sticks, you can't find 'em at academy (You can't) Walkin' out of Louis, but my whole fit Gallery (Okay) Pour up an eight, watch the soda make bubbles (Yeah) Husband done left her, I got her in trouble (Yeah) Woof, can't cuff, so I bust out the muzzle Who that boy in Maybach by the double? Out in Miami, I kicked a fine bitch out the car just 'cause her spirit was ugly (I did, Sauce) We do not want them bottles you gon' send from the bar just bring some ice for the muddy (Ooh-wee) Just had a threesome with Blossom and Buttercup Green and red fly in the club with that bubble butt She got a kid from the house, I don't give a fuck I got the lo', now I'm finna say buddy up Soon as he drop off the baby, go hit 'em up Fly to LA for two weeks and go live it up No Styrofoam, pour the Qua' in the coffee cup Hate on my name, made your main come and cough it up Puttin' that shit down, I spent a million on clothes (Ooh-wee, ayy) Puttin' that shit down, I spent a million on gold (Ayy) Puttin' that shit down, I made a million bankrolls (Ayy) Puttin' that shit down, I think I spilled on the floor (Ayy) PTSD (Ayy) Puttin' that shit down to the floor, gravity (Ayy) Louis V denim to the toe, they mad at me (Ayy) Put down with that- grrah on the low, gravity (Ayy) Switch in my jeans, I be causing some havoc Binary trigger shoot like automatic Turn off his TV if he want some static I got that dope, I be sellin' blue magic Louis V monogram tee with the trainers Glock 43 in the fanny for danger Mansion, NBA player for neighbors Buy out the Gucci store, we do it major Took out two bands, I just made me two hundred Brand new McLaren, that bitch go two hundred Play with the kid and get beat with a musket My shooter from Dallas, he rockin' a mullet I'm stylin' on niggas, Dior for the bucket I'm shoppin' in Denver, I feel like a Nugget I'm pullin' they strings, I treat bitches like puppets I get me a lo', hit the streets, and I dump it Four rings from Johnny, they shinin' and twinklin' On the West Coast with the plug, got me minglin' Keep that shit family, I'm servin' my siblings Tri trigger shoot with the burbs like it's Middleton Big Money spent a whole million on garments Got mink for my carpet, I'm still ridin' Chargers Up a few M's, but I still got that hunger I go hit the 'yo and I'm goin way harder Puttin' that shit down, I spent a million on clothes (Ooh-wee, ayy) Puttin' that shit down, I spent a million on gold (Ayy) Puttin' that shit down, I made a million bankrolls (Ayy) Puttin' that shit down, I think I spilled on the floor (Ayy) PTSD (Ayy) Puttin' that shit down to the floor, gravity (Ayy) Louis V denim to the toe, they mad at me (Ayy) Put down with that- grrah on the low, gravity (Ayy)