Theanti - Super Saucing (Prod. by Ric & Thadeus) Lyrics

Cuzzo always told me
Nigga keep your moves silent
Watch out for your baby mommas
Cause them hoes plotting
If you out of town
Never keep money in your wallet
Never show your guns
You the feds they always plotting
Gold around my neck
Look at my teeth and check the wrist hoe
Bitches come and go
So I won't stress about no freak hoe
You cool with my sisters
And that's good
But I won't f*ck with you
Yeah that pussy good
But I can't cuff a hoe
That's passed around
No, you can't meet my momma
You can meet this dick hoe
(Woah)
I won't give you hoes a penny
Find a simp hoe
(Woah)
Oh, you want me to be your man
Then make a wish hoe
(No)
Better pick your phone up
I see your man calling
Big Mac you niggas small fries
F*ck you talking bout
How you let that bitch finesse you nigga
That's a damn shame
You said that you loved her
And she took that shit for granted
Better yet she took advantage
Took your dough and then she scatted

These hoes say imma dog
But yet they bark just like some bitches
Throwing salt up in the sauce
But yet they drown when I'm dripping
Told my momma that I'm sorry
But these hoes out here ain't bout shit
So I'm stacking every dollar
Til I move back to Ohio
(Yeah)
These hoes say imma dog
But yet they bark just like some bitches
Throwing salt up in the sauce
But yet they drown when I'm dripping
Told my momma that I'm sorry
But these hoes out here ain't bout shit
So I'm stacking every dollar
Getting drunk with all my partnas
(Woah)

Awe mane, never with the kid
You know this dick ain't free
You gotta spend a pretty f*cking token
Just to see my crib
Or where I live
Better yet
Nah hoe you can't see my crib
F*ck you in a hotel room
And let your homegirl film this shit
I been legit, got evidence
For every bitch you seen me with
Ridiculous i know it is
No need to lie up on my dick
Niggas like to flex about some pussy
But she let me hit
Now the nigga mad because he came
And you won't even let him hit
(Woah)
What I tell you bout that shit hoe
Ain't no pictures with me
(Woah)
And we know you homie hopping
Shit my brother hit it
(Woah)
Why you mad cause ain't no cuffing
Ain't no strings attached
(No)
Ain't no need for you to be mad
Girl you know they facts
My homegirl looked at me
And be like Anti
Why you snapping on em
Girl you know the business
Same way how these niggas be
All up in your business
In your face and then they wanna flex
When he with his partnas
They don't know that he was tricking off

These hoes say imma dog
But yet they bark just like some bitches
Throwing salt up in the sauce
But yet they drown when I'm dripping
Told my momma that I'm sorry
But these hoes out here ain't bout shit
So I'm stacking every dollar
Til I move back to Ohio
(Yeah)
These hoes say imma dog
But yet they bark just like some bitches
Throwing salt up in the sauce
But yet they drown when I'm dripping
Told my momma that I'm sorry
But these hoes out here ain't bout shit
So I'm stacking every dollar
Getting drunk with all my partnas
(Woah)