Sauce Walka - Dedicated (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
Search, synchronize, and download lyrics in LRC and SRT formats for YouTube music videos by videoID or Title.
You can preview or test subtitles before downloading them.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
(optional) Use the buttons below or the keyboard shortcuts "G" or "H" to adjust subtitle synchronization before downloading.
The available subtitles for the media will be listed below.
When available, click to load or test subtitles from the list below.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
Sauce Walka - Dedicated (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
My chopper is decorated,
my soda is medicated
Thugging bitches on my phone,
tryna come home 'cause
they tired of renegadin'
Any nigga outta line with me on sauce,
buddy getting demonstrated
I've been buying new mansions, inside
new everything renovated
I'll show them I'm dedicated
Niggas wanted me to fall
off but I levitated
55th floor elevated
I bought some diamonds and celebrated
I broke a new bitch and celebrated
I bought a zip it evaporated
I bought a pound it evaporated
None of my sauce oversaturated
I spit the word like a pastor made it
I'm in my city I am the greatest
TSF brought the North and South back
together, they was separated
Blessed the city for a generation
Syrup hoarding niggas still hatin'
But we still putting on, just like we
buying more candies than the navy
I got loyal killers with me daily
I gotta make it home to my baby
I broke the game 'fore
I let you play me
I sip the Sauce 'cuz that's
what saved me
You niggas is fabricated
Nigga plotting on your own partner
'cuz the man made it
Boy you need to get decapitated
in the grass, sell your
brother like a snake, and
Street love really be the fakest
'Cause everybody just tryna make it
Boys'll do anything loyal or disloyal
for the eggs and bacon
That's the dice that a nigga shakin'
We ain't standing on the concrete
Making money where the mud be
Or you'll blow up from
your hood street
Bank account six figures deep
Now everybody was there for you
They'll rob and they'll die
and they'll kill for you
But when you say "no" they'll
bring hell on you
I'm taking my family I swear I do
I do for my niggas best I can do
I'm pouring the syrup
to make it through
I done dripped so much juice
it fucked up my tooth
Please support me on PATREON Thank you!