Westheimer Sauce Twinz

{intro: Sauce Walka}
I'm on Westheimer, in somethin' foreign
200,000 mother fucker
Sauce, oouwe, sauce, oouwe
Flavor lasts forever man
JRag, JRag

{pre-chorus: Sauce Walka}
I done made some money, and it made me a designer
Ridin' in that foreign lookin' good on Westheimer
Saucin' on them bitches, so you know they gon follow
Don't let the sauce fool you, cuz you don't want them problems

{Chorus: Sauce Walka}
I'm designer, I live on Westheimer
Your bitch wanna follow, you don't want them problems
I done made some money, and it made me a designer
Ridin' in that foreign lookin' good on westheimer
Saucin' on them bitches, so you know they gon follow
Don't let the sauce fool you, cuz you don't want them problems

{verse 1: Sauce Walka}
Ridin' on a sauce tidal wave
No rap money but a nigga paid
I just poured a 4, minute made, and I bought a condo, real estate
Backstrokin' in the flavor, Sauce Phelps
Heard saggin' against the law, here come my belt
That ferragamo, Why you think them foreigns new?
We makin' commas
And we packin' 42, in case of drama
Everyday I come through, my shoes designer
I'm in Benihanas with a lobster plate
Sippin' on a 4 over shrimp and steak
Texas payed, on a foreign, and i'm riding in
My bitch got designer skin (she bad)
Codeine my best friend, and promethazine a nigga twin