Sausage Lyrics - Singles - Lil' Mama

Good morning to you 

The birds are chirpping 

I don't fuck with you 

Eggs, bacon, grits 

You better use a condom if you taking that 

All these broke niggas that be on my 

Need to hop off 

Look mamas in the kitchen, yup ya damn right 

Ty got the grill, and it's flooded with the ice 

Just checked the mail, my sister going to Yale 

Man, she prolly got a man, but she don't kiss and tell 

Rockin' Robins jeans and my walk is mean 

Young queen when I step on te scene I whipe cream 

Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M 

Money, money showed her how to remix now she remixin' for low 

Hey, you, get off my style 

You don't know me, and you don't know my pals 

I pow pow like a comic (comic) 

Dr.Robotnik like Sonic (Sonic) 

ill with the flow and it only gets better 

Save your breath if it ain't about cheddar 

It's funny how i asked ya'll years ago 

Watcha know about me and you still don't know 

Eggs, bacon, grits (Sausage) 

You better use a condom if you takig that (Sausage) 

All these broke niggas that be on my (Sausage) 

Need to hop off (My Sausage) 

My sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa (Sausage) 

My sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa (Sausage) 

Eggs, bacon, grits (Susage) 

Hop off (My Sausage) 

We eatin', that Oscar Myer bacon 

I don't eat pork so As-Salamu-Alaykum 

Turkey bacon, breakfast in the makin' 

Off the rip, I whine like i'm Jamacian 

My milkshake brings the boys to the basement 

Backyards grillin', feel like a vacation 

My whole style, straight wild no patience 

Check out my hair, Peruvian, Malaysian 

I cutt it off in the summer when it's blazin' 

I cutt you off if you fake and you hatin' 

I know they can't take all this money i'm makin' 

But call me, Betty Crocker though, cause i'm cakin' 

Booty shakin' from the left to the right 

Bigger belt to tight so my back is achin 

To the left to the right 

Tell me what's shakin' before I bring the break in 

Monday, a friend of mine 

Tuesday, you played your games 

Wednesday, you ran away 

Thursday, you were so hurt 

Thursday to Friday, you came back 

You wanted to leave school 

On Saturday, but that ain't how I give it up 

(So what you gonna do) 

Eggs, bacon, grits (Sausage) 

You better use a condom if you takin' that (Sausage) 

All these broke niggas they be on (My sausage) 

Need to hop off (My sausage) 

My sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa (Sausage) 

My sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa (Sausage) 

Eggs, bacon, grits 

Hop off (My Sausage) 

Whet, look at da flick of da wrist 

Whet, look at da flick of da, whet, whet 

Look at the flick of the bish 

Whet (Punani Get Serious) 

Yo, look at da fick of da wrist 

Look at these hips, look at the way that they switch 

Look at the way that I flip, look at the pit 

Look how I'm stackin' these chips 

Just look at what I got on, I am too slick 

Look at the beat that I'm on 

Look at the way that they hate, look at the greats 

Look at me, look at LeBron 

Yo, I said in case you ain't know now you know it's a go 

Charms on my arms like my pops got the blow 

I lean on the mic like a smooth criminal 

On the cover of Vogue now watch me cover this Vogue 

Vogue, Vogue 

Mizrahi 

Vogue, Vogue 

Mizrahi 

Vogue, Vogue 

Mizrahi 

On the cover of Vogue now watch me cover this vogue 

All in, all in 

All in 

All in, all in 

All in 

All in, all in 

All in 

We wasn't invited but we all in 

Any block, Milly rock 

I milly rock on any block 

Any block, Milly rock 

I milly rock on any block 

Any block, Milly rock 

I milly rock on any block 

We wasn't invite but we all 

If you see me walkin' down the street 

And I start to cry, walk on by 

Walk on by, foolish pride 

That's all that I have left so let me hide 

All the pain that you gave me when you said goodbye 

Walk on 

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