Wok Sauce

(Damn Jorjiana, where'd you find this?)

(Haha-hahaha)

Uh, my pockets real fat like Big Momma

If he wanna dine, Benihana

If rap don't work, I'ma be in the feds, gettin' fat off of pasta and lobster, uh

Since I got rich, I got a hell of a roster

I'll spit on a bitch like a llama

I'll beat a bitch ass like Ike

And my shit real, no moissanite

My lil bro tweak, keep a strap like a dyke (Phew)

Uh, my shit shine, don't need no light

I said I don't cheat but I might

He a cheap ho, always askin' me for a flight

And I like my bed, I can't stay the night

He think I'm a freak, he ask me for the price

He swallowed that Perc', now he itchin' like he got lice

I came from the trenches, I like hot sauce on my rice

He got ice in the cup so he can pour up the Sprite

It's Ramadan, baby, so he can't pipe

5 A.M., gotta get up now so I don't miss my flight, uh (Phew)

Uh, uh, uh-huh

Pull out the cash, let me get it

I know he a trick, so he spendin'

I'm paid in full, not to mention

I came from the bottom, now I'm winnin'

Christian Dior, but I'm sinnin'

By all means necessary, I'm gettin' this chicken, uh-huh

I like fast cars, and he like breakin' the law

She like throwin' her ass in the car

I don't like to drink, won't catch me at a bar (Last seen in rural Detroit, skinny dipping in ski boots)

Uh, my pockets real fat like Big Momma

If he wanna dine, Benihana

If rap don't work, I'ma be in the feds, gettin' fat off of pasta and lobster, uh

Since I got rich, I got a hell of a roster

I'll spit on a bitch like a llama

I'll beat a bitch ass like Ike

And my shit real, no moissanite

My lil bro tweak, keep a strap like a dyke (Phew)

Uh, my shit shine, don't need no light

I said I don't cheat but I might

He a cheap ho, always askin' me for a flight

And I like my bed, I can't stay the night

He think I'm a freak, he ask me for the price

Uh, uh-huh

He ain't smart, but his brain okay

I got a cougar bitch tryna dress me in Orolay

My plug ho tryna route me to a play

I dress like a boy, got 'em thinkin' I'm gay

My hands feelin' hot, someone pass me a bank

Loaded up fries on my plate

I'm tryna get married by thirty, so my options at stake

I'm big up tonight so I'm increasing my rate

This beat real smooth, got me doin' my thing

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-huh

Uh, my pockets real fat like Big Momma

If he wanna dine, Benihana

If rap don't work, I'ma be in the feds, gettin' fat off of pasta and lobster, uh

Since I got rich, I got a hell of a roster

I'll spit on a bitch like a llama

I'll beat a bitch ass like Ike

And my shit real, no moissanite

(Phew)

Uh

(AkayFinessin)

(EMRLD)