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We ain't even been talkin' for a minute yet And I already got you elevated You don't know if I'm a saint or a sinner yet But you already singin' Ella praises If we're out for the night and you're by by side Don't get emotional 'Cause niggas gon' slide wit' you in my ride So I gotta let you know Even though I'm good without you, I'm fuckin' with you regardless And if that's gon' hurt you, least you can say is I'm honest Good things don't always get to you the way that you want it I'm good without you but I'm fuckin' with you regardless So tell me if it gets too much Tell me if you bit too much Boy, act right 'cause it's cool if There's too much sauce in the food for you Sorry that you can't keep up You're lookin' like you bit too much Boy, act right 'cause it's cool It's too much sauce in the food for you Too much sauce I got too much sauce, sauce Letras de cancionesDon't I still pull up when you need it? I gotta know you can deal with it (Stop) Readin' through the lines, boy, you're showin' (Stop) Playin' with your mind, 'bout to blow it It takes a strong man, strong shoulders You gotta level up if you want this (Stop) Chewin' with you mouth wide open Like you can't see Even though I'm good without you, I'm fuckin' with you regardless And if that's gon' hurt you, least you can say is I'm honest Good things don't always get to you the way that you want it I'm good without you but I'm fuckin' with you regardless So tell me if it gets too much Tell me if you bit too much Boy, act right 'cause it's cool if There's too much sauce in the food for you (Too much) Sorry that you can't keep up You're looking like you bit too much Boy, act right 'cause it's cool It's too much sauce in the food for you Too much sauce Know what to do with it, you don't what to do with it I got too much sauce Know what to do with it, you don't what to do with it Can't hang, can't hang with a boss Know what to do with it, you don't what to do with it I got too much sauce Know what to do with it, you don't what to do with it Too much sauce (Right, right, right, yeah, right, damn right) I got too much sauce (Right, right, right, yeah, right, damn right) Can't hang, can't hang with a boss (Right, right, right, yeah, right, damn right) I got too much sauce (Right, right, right, yeah, right, damn right) L: Lust Four letters like love, but less precious More like electric veins running fast than frenzy my heart, make me crave and act reckless So infectious From Letras Mania