Lyrics Do You See - Sauce Money
[Puff
daddy]
Yo
puff
daddy
Get
off
me
Ladies
& gentlemen
You're
about
to
witness
something
that
you've
never
witnessed
before
Sauce
money's
in
the
house
& he
brought
his
man
with
him
I
leave
rap
in
a
state
of
shock
Where
to
rock,
from
the
figures
still
Play
the
block
with
my
niggas
Ill
lush,
game
20
pounds,
but
all
my
niggas
still
crush
Still
stack
chips
galore
Chicks
want
out
the
ghetto,
try
to
hit
you
raw
Better
know
that
everything
I
love
- roll
back
Cop
my
first
gold
plaque,
soon
as
my
man
blew
Still
spittin'
the
fly,
hits
you
can't
do
nigga
You
ain't
gainin',
you
game
in,
barely
maintainin'
I
push
fly
whips
without
strainin',
my
cliques
smother
Get
tougher,
hits
rougher,
puff
is
deep
in
the
streets
like
chris
tucker
My
wrists
cluster,
on
a
mobile
P-diddy,
rap
mogul,
thought
I
told
you
that
we
don't
stop
Thought
I
told
you
that
when
I
drop,
platinum
plaques
I
cop,
push
bentley's
without
the
tops,
nigga
[Chorus]
(puff
daddy)
Try
to
see
if
you
see
what
I
see
Give
my
game
& spit
my
g
When
it's
all
done,
stack,
funds,
& I'm
the
one
On
top
is
where
I
be
Tell
me,
do
you
see
what
I
see?
(When
I
look
in
your
eyes,
I
see
you
hatin'
inside,
so
tell
me)
Do
you
see
what
I
see?
(I
know
you're
hopin'
I'm
blind,
cause
you
don't
want
me
to
shine)
[Sauce
money]
No
secret,
undefeated,
I'm
top
seeded
Whenever
I
drop
hits,
you
don't
want
it,
you
need
it
This
a
hot
joint
from
sauce,
you
feel
cheated
Unanimous
decision,
love
the
way
I
freak
it
Brooklyn,
shogun,
beat
the
4-1
Niggas
want
to
bite
off
my
flow
son
I
don't
think
no
one,
got
that,
rock
a
hot
track
Like
me,
nice
to
the
sauce?
naw
Spit
rounds,
it's
rough
did
I
mention
the
thorough?
Bk
forever
representin'
my
borough
Push
fly
whips,
quick
to
stack
my
chips
Too
easy
for
you
to
understand
my
hits
When
the
album
drops
every
pocket
hold
some
Sauce
motherfuckin'
forever,
I
told
son
Hypnotic,
heard
the?
war
'fore
I
shot
it
Better
cop
it,
cause
all
that
fly
shit,
I
got
it
(Chorus)
[Pd]
I
took
rap
by
the
throat
& locked
it
P-diddy
fixed
all
those
who
tried
to
stop
it
Some
of
y'all
tried
to
blast
off,
but
couldn't
rock
it
If
my
flow
ain't
like
a
door,
how
could
you
knock
it?
[Sauce
money]
(pd)
As
a
matter
of
fact,
yo
don't
you
hate
that?
(hate
that)
Whenever
cats
playa
hatin'
from
way
back
(way
back)
Mad
at
you,
just
because
they
whack
(they
whack)
And
I
bought
your
style,
older
than
8-track
(8-track)
[Pd]
Only
way
to
react
though
Make
hot
joints
& stack
dough
Laughin'
at
your
whack
flow
Try
to
catch
my
g
Just
so
you
can
rap
like
me
Act
like
me
[Sm]
Rap
like
me
But
it
seems
as
though
you
dreamin'
a
lot
(Pd)
I'm
the
cream
of
the
crop
[Sm]
Soon
to
be
seen
in
the
drop
(Pd)
Blow
the
spot
for
the
not
[Sm]
Control
the
block,
watch
his
name
bubble
like
a
soda
pop
(Pd)
When
he
drop
(Chorus
4x)
[Puffy
ad-libs
throughout
chorus]
Sauce
money
Puff
daddy
Bad
boy
forever
B.i.g.
forever
Hitmen
Prestige,
rock
on
playboy
1 Intro
2 We Gonna Rock
3 Love & War
4 For My Hustlaz
5 Middle Finger U
6 Do You See
7 Face Off 2000
8 What's That F*** That
9 Chart Climbin'
10 Crime Skit
11 Intruder Alert
12 Pre-Game
13 Say Unkle
14 Section 53, Row 78
15 What's My Name
16 V1 Skit
17 What We Do
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