Intruder Alert Lyrics - Singles - Sauce Money

Yo, who the fuck is this? 

It's like 3:30 

Yo, get the phone, bitch 

You get the phone 

Get the phone 

You get the phone 

Get the God-damn phone 

Alright, damn nigga 

Who the fuck is this? 

It's my nigga Deezo, what the fuck is the deal? 

Huh, huh, know me, keepin' it real 

Six-double-o, kid, chrome on the wheels 

I got the same problem, nigga, know how you feel 

On some real shit, Sauce, I got the kite from Neil 

Word on the street, hope you're still holdin' your steel 

Niggas talkin' 'bout who cats they gon' bill 

Just to gain they cut, that's when your name came up 

Oh, did it? You know some more nigga, spit it 

Cats hate your ass 'cause of your riches and digits 

You probably know this nigga named Bobby 

Sister named Ronnie with the two-tone body 

Cat fueled with Bacardi, throw parties every Friday 

Fake lady lover, fucked his baby mother 

Hit it from the back, now I'm a tough act to follow 

Made her give my man head too and swallow 

That's neither here nor there, he think somethin' is sweet 

Fuck yeah, we can dump when we meet 

Win, lose or draw, after that I'm dumpin' my heat 

Lay him down flat while my music pump in the street 

He got four with him, some niggas from Baltimore with him 

I'ma sure hit 'em if he come through that door with him 

Split your bladder, we spray, muthafucka 

It don't matter, BK, muthafucka 

Pay attention to the scheme 

Sauce muthafuckin' 

You know my style 

Comin' through, bringin' you pain 

And now you wanna act bold, but hold up 

Pay attention to the scheme 

Sauce muthafuckin' 

You know my style 

Comin' through, bringin' you pain 

But hold up 

I throw hoes out when it's time to pull .44s out 

Made two phone calls, bring the pros out 

Badu, Bonnie, Hydro, no doubt 

We get nasty like niggas in sandals with the toes out 

You know Deez is down to click off eights 

By the way, son, you know that bitch off Gates 

I think her name Mimi, bitch greedy, give you head easy 

Fake weave, big ass with the G-3 

I know that chick, her real name Hillary 

Used to be one of my shorties off Willerby 

There's somethin' right now about how you're grillin' me 

Don't tell me she fuck with the Bobby nigga, son, you're killin' me 

No bullshittin', that's who that nigga be hittin' 

Let's post in the kitchen when he come, start spittin' 

Climb through the window, make his body drop degrees 

Fuck breakin' in the crib, nigga, I got the keys 

Pay attention to the scheme 

Sauce muthafuckin' 

You know my style 

Comin' through, bringin' you pain 

And now you wanna act bold, but hold up 

Pay attention to the scheme 

Sauce muthafuckin' 

You know my style 

Comin' through, bringin' you pain 

But hold up 

I got a problem with niggas that talk about stalkin' 

Souped up talkin', dead men walkin' 

Too shockin', 'cause I'm rockin', cats wanna be clockin' 

But cock-blockin', I squeeze often 

While I'm in this chick crib with both wrists locked in 

No rhetoric, kid, pistols poppin' 

Bodies droppin', I'm just dockin' 

One slug, two slug, ain't no stoppin' 

Yo, nigga, you know the drill, gees up 

Marcy, where we from niggas, don't freeze up 

Lovin' the sound of my nigga bustin' the pound 

When he open that door, don't be fuckin' around 

Right about then I heard the doorknob turn 

My man gettin' wild, almost dropped the burn 

Bobby opened up the door, it's time to earn 

Four gats in his grill, you might wanna get concerned 

Reeno, get that bitch with the bad perm 

Are you muthafuckas ever gonna learn? 

We all could get, got just not by you 

And we all could get shot, just not by you 

But right about now, tell you what I'm gonna do 

I think I'm gonna go let you warn your crew 

Out of respect, 'cause I know you that nigga 

I'm not gonna kill you, yo, Deez, shoot that nigga 

Pay attention to the scheme 

Sauce muthafuckin' 

You know my style 

Comin' through, bringin' you pain 

And now you wanna act bold, but hold up 

Pay attention to the scheme 

Sauce muthafuckin' 

You know my style 

Comin' through, bringin' you pain 

And now you wanna act bold