Jadakiss - Hot Sauce To Go (Feat. Pharrell Williams) - Sözleri

AH-HA! (hot sauce to go)

Light in the incense, backup

And turn the lights off in the motherfucker!

(Hot sauce to go) Right now! Please!

Thank you, muah!

Ahah-ha! (hot sauce to go)

You know who it is! (Jada)

The obvious is beautiful! (hot sauce to go)

Marlvelous, I'm getting older





You got to move wit the groove

As she lay on the one's and two's

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You gon stink up the room!

Wit that big ol' ass!





Yo, we gon hit something

I'm cutting the rug wit love

Or I'm on the wall pressed up against something

You should let em know the boss is back

So y'all niggas that went wood go get more shalack

I see bowlegs backing it in

I put it on her wit the ol' school two step, clap and a spin

Filled up her cup, slid her a dutch

You know what's happenin then (what?) in

And all I did was having a grin

Off top let her know I ain't one of these dudes

Rhyming to lose, naw ma I'm rapping to win

Yeah! yes! They know the God be fresh

I'm on that ass blowing purple on the washing set

And even though I came wit thugs

You still might catch a few of them 'Stepping In The Name Of LoveUh! It's D on the Block, the Ryde is Ruff

And you wit the motherfucking Billionaire Boys Club!





You got to move wit the groove

As she lay on the one's and two's

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You gon stink up the room!

Wit that big ol' ass!

Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

You got to move wit the groove

As she lay on the one's and two's

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You gon stink up the room!

Wit that big ol' ass!












Gangsta leanin, Kiss be in the bank wit cream and

My wrists and my neck be gleamin

Whatever I got cost, Honey look hotter than Hot Sauce

That's why I get to hop in a drop Porsche

Then she get dropped off, told her that the whole block pop off

She come through, take them rocks off

And therefore, wanna know, what would they stare for

They heard about the work, it's as white as your Air Force

Maybe it's the voice that the world got an ear for

Most of these rappers, I just don't care for

So I be on the honies wit the big ol' asses

Hypno and Cleako in big ol' glasses

We could do the damn thang, order the champagne

Honey's Head of the State, and I'm running the Campaign

If you coming, c'mon, if not I'm gone

Other than that, yo Pharrell, sing my song!





You got to move wit the groove

As she lay on the one's and two's

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You gon stink up the room!

Wit that big ol' ass!

Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

Hot sauce to go.. hot sauce to go





Hey yo, Honey got a goon thinking

That ass like that, she could have the room stinking

I - picked her up in the maroon Lincoln

Blew her back out until the moon sank in

Spend the profit, hold on the to the re

Lock me up, hold on the to key

I want you to wake up in the morning wit me

I got it bad for ya, breakfast and a cab for ya





You got to move wit the groove

As she lay on the one's and two's

Wait a minute, wait a minute

You gon stink up the room!

Wit that big ol' ass!

Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!

Hot sauce watch out.. hot sauce to go

Hot sauce to go.. hot sauce to go




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