[Jay-Z, (Sauce)]
[Jay-Z talking:]
Sauce mothafuckin, jigga, jigga feel this…
[Chorus]
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me
(If ya feel me) Fuck ’em all day fuck ’em all night we don’t love these hoes
(This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me)
If ya feel me (Fuck ’em all day fuck ’em all night we don’t love these hoes)
[Verse 1]
Yeah (If ya want some put ya guns up it’s on)
Ladies know that when the sun’s up I’m gone
(Fuck them bitches though digits though)
Fuck, now if I bring it niggas know whaat
(All black gat with the mack out)
I take shorty to the rest blow her back out
Sun dress undress throw her back out (biotch)