Sauce Walka Flava In Ya Ear Lyrics
Flava In Ya Ear by Sauce Walka
[Intro: Rizzo Rizzo]
(Hoo!) JRag (Hoo!) JRag
Rizzo cuttin' up
JRag, Rizzo cuttin' up (hoo! hoo!)
It's hot, it's hot (hot, hot)
[Chorus: Rizzo Rizzo]
Rizzo Rizzo kicking flava in they ear
(I got ingredients)
I think I got something they wanna hear
I'm kicking flava in they ear
Flava in they ear
DJ Voo spinning records
Flava in they ear
We got some flava in they ear
Flava in they ear
My niggas got the block bloomin'
Flava in they ear
We got that flava in they ear
That flava in they ear
That taste, Ac' so good
Flava in they ear
[Verse 1: Rodji Diego]
I'm talking 'bout all my niggas got (All my niggas)
All my niggas (All my niggas)
All my niggas got sauce, All my niggas got spice
Started off as a petty drug dealer turned out nice
Mixing codeine with the sprite
Nigga spit crack, dope fiend with a mic (Bobby Brown, nigga)
Set if off though
Queen Latifah, nigga kick flava like Fifa
Nigga these Pradas not Adidas
Flyer than an eagle but my sweater made out of cheetah
Nigga these Ballys not Filas
Sauce by the liter
Boy, I drip on all my people
Boy, I swear that chopper shoot a meter
On I-10 Feeder, I done drove all them kilas
Know that I'ma hit her like Sauce Derek Jeter
Shooter!
[Chorus: Rizzo Rizzo]
[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
Oowee! Goddamn!
Sauce done made another jam
O.M.G. that sauce on me
Just popped a pussy nigga, Teddy Grams
I done pulled up in the dropped top Benz bitch gave me the number like wham!
And the only motherfucking way you can explain the sauce is ham
Hard than a motherfucker (hard than a motherfucker)
I done fucked a bitch in Tokyo
Goddamn I'm crispy (goddamn I'm crispy)
Talking flava in ya ear right here I know your hear me motherfucker
(I know you hear me)
Splash! Drip-drop!
I done broke a bitch for a wrist watch
Flava in her ear, got ya bitch with her tits out
Whip it! Whip it!
[Chorus: Rizzo Rizzo]
(Hoo!) JRag (Hoo!) JRag
Rizzo cuttin' up
JRag, Rizzo cuttin' up (hoo! hoo!)
It's hot, it's hot (hot, hot)
[Chorus: Rizzo Rizzo]
Rizzo Rizzo kicking flava in they ear
(I got ingredients)
I think I got something they wanna hear
I'm kicking flava in they ear
Flava in they ear
DJ Voo spinning records
Flava in they ear
We got some flava in they ear
Flava in they ear
My niggas got the block bloomin'
Flava in they ear
We got that flava in they ear
That flava in they ear
That taste, Ac' so good
Flava in they ear
[Verse 1: Rodji Diego]
I'm talking 'bout all my niggas got (All my niggas)
All my niggas (All my niggas)
All my niggas got sauce, All my niggas got spice
Started off as a petty drug dealer turned out nice
Mixing codeine with the sprite
Nigga spit crack, dope fiend with a mic (Bobby Brown, nigga)
Set if off though
Queen Latifah, nigga kick flava like Fifa
Nigga these Pradas not Adidas
Flyer than an eagle but my sweater made out of cheetah
Nigga these Ballys not Filas
Sauce by the liter
Boy, I drip on all my people
Boy, I swear that chopper shoot a meter
On I-10 Feeder, I done drove all them kilas
Know that I'ma hit her like Sauce Derek Jeter
Shooter!
[Chorus: Rizzo Rizzo]
[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
Oowee! Goddamn!
Sauce done made another jam
O.M.G. that sauce on me
Just popped a pussy nigga, Teddy Grams
I done pulled up in the dropped top Benz bitch gave me the number like wham!
And the only motherfucking way you can explain the sauce is ham
Hard than a motherfucker (hard than a motherfucker)
I done fucked a bitch in Tokyo
Goddamn I'm crispy (goddamn I'm crispy)
Talking flava in ya ear right here I know your hear me motherfucker
(I know you hear me)
Splash! Drip-drop!
I done broke a bitch for a wrist watch
Flava in her ear, got ya bitch with her tits out
Whip it! Whip it!
[Chorus: Rizzo Rizzo]