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PTSD (Puttin’ That Shit Dine) - Sauce Walka & Money Man
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PTSD (Puttin’ That Shit Dine) Sauce Walka & Money Man

PTSD (Puttin’ That Shit Dine) - Sauce Walka & Money Man
[Intro: Sauce Walka]
(Chamberlain, he's got it)
Ooh-wee
Sauce, Sauce
Splash
Ooh-wee

[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
Nickname my chain Mark Cuban, now they mad at me (Shit)
Half a million dollars, that's a bitch player's salary (Yeah)
These type of sticks, you can't find 'em at academy (You can't)
Walkin' out of Louis, but my whole fit Gallery (Okay)
Pour up an eight, watch the soda make bubbles (Yeah)
Husband done left her, I got her in trouble (Yeah)
Woof, can't cuff, so I bust out the muzzle
Who that boy in Maybach by the double?
Out in Miami, I kicked a fine bitch out the car just 'cause her spirit was ugly (I did, Sauce)
We do not want them bottles you gon' send from the bar just bring some ice for the muddy (Ooh-wee)
Just had a threesome with Blossom and Buttercup
Green and red fly in the club with that bubble butt
She got a kid from the house, I don't give a fuck
I got the lo', now I'm finna say buddy up
Soon as he drop off the baby, go hit 'em up
Fly to LA for two weeks and go live it up
No Styrofoam, pour the Qua' in the coffee cup
Hate on my name, made your main come and cough it up
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