Hot Sauce lyrics

[Verse 1:]
Just stop yourself and look into the mirror
You’re not yourself, can’t see it any clear

[Bridge:]
You ain’t the same as you claim you are
Too late, no one came to see who you are

[Hook:]
You’ve been thinking with your hot dog
You ain’t f*cking with the hot sauce
You’ve been thinking with your hot dog
You ain’t f*cking with the hot sauce
You’ve been thinking with your hot dog
You ain’t f*cking with the hot sauce
You’ve been thinking with your hot dog
You ain’t f*cking with the hot sauce

[Verse 2:]
I remember when it was Guru and Primo
Nobody bragged about their di*k size of their ego
And f*ck the accolades, these wack cats ain't rapping straight
Expose them, scope them out right in front of their people!
Yeah, it’s time to show these motherf*cking amateurs
The lyrics to my verses and the phrases in my chorus
Porridge is what you’ll eat you f*cking Goldie Locks
Hold my c*ck, my flow’s acidic, but I’m so unorthodox!
More to pop, scorching hot, evil leave you mortified
I’m 24, you’re 45 and hanging out with Mordecai
More to write, I ain’t done
f*ck it, I was born to come
And get rid of your bullsh*t like Jordan way before he won

[Bridge:]
You ain’t the same as you claim you are
Too late, no one came to see who you are

[Hook:]
You’ve been thinking with your hot dog
You ain’t f*cking with the hot sauce
You’ve been thinking with your hot dog
You ain’t f*cking with the hot sauce
You’ve been thinking with your hot dog
You ain’t f*cking with the hot sauce
You’ve been thinking with your hot dog
You ain’t f*cking with the hot sauce

[Outro:]
Oh, man, to be frank
You’re having Tabasco, f*cking rascals!
Oh, man
We can do this all day, you know, but
But, you just suck, motherf*cker
Yeah