Lyrics:
I came back with a 98 swing
So many conversations by 98 wing
I got 98 things swag is on point
Peep my 98 ring I'm the 98 king
98 steps kept the best
'98's fly, I don't drive no junk
No cop got a right to call me a punk
Take this ticket, go to hell and stick it
Put me on a kick but line up, times up
Baby, let me love you to the 98th degree, girl
And heat it up (I'm down)
Girl, let's heat it up (I'm down)
I can give you all my lovin'
If you're
of the team?
Because I highly doubt it
Every man's got his limits
So we booked the venue out
And now it's looking pretty overcrowded
Surrounded, by lady Mona
was gonna be hard to keep up with the Joneses
But as fate would have it
That Atlanta magic got put out by them damn Padres
And I guess destiny ain't
you make it one time you won't
All a nigga could really do is have a vest under the coat (come on)
The heat is on (Are y'all really ready to fly)
you make it one time you won't
All a nigga could really do is have a vest under the coat (come on)
The heat is on (Are y'all really ready to fly)
an obnoxious ticket
On a Stock X visit, I get it
Heat rises to the top
So them prices skyrocket, docking my wallet
Some kicks be going for g's on resale
Oh well,
I'm burning up, baby (baby)
All I need, all I need is your body heat
Right next to me
All I need, all I need is your body heat
Oh my God, it feels
melting all these mics
Spitting 98 degrees, ain't talking fahrenheit
Everything stay clean call it Betty White
Burning bright, too much heat I can't sleep
grooving
Tip by the corner store wit the indo steady movin'
Niggas who flippin' new 98's is steady cruising
Bumpin' up the block flossin' for the chicks
up
Let me heat you up
Let me heat you
Let me heat you up before you go
Before you go outside
Come by the
Fire Fire
You can roll it up and light this
I'm hangin by the spot cause I had to put the Lexus off up in the shop
But it's all to good it's a hood thang
Never too bogus notice the love
some gots to have it
Kill or be killed
Only time will reveal
I think by myself
And I drink by myself
From 9-8 until
Let me know it's real son if it's
'98
Can't take the heat, better get up out the kitchen
It's hotter than a sauna in the summer in aprison
We get it poppin' in the dog days
Summertime,
some gots to have it
Kill or be killed
Only time will reveal
I think by myself
And I drink by myself
From 9-8 until
Let me know it's real son if it's
Damn Blocky you got the sauce
Pull up with a beam and it's hot (and it's hot)
Pull up with the heat and it's hot (and it's hot)
Pull up got the heat
pain more gains (bulking up)
I'm the game, I don't like to play no games (nah)
Unless it's Call of Duty or it's brauds that fruity
Who game to hang,
like it got bit by a grizzly
And these drugs got me spinning like some capoeira
Still rock the slow beats with gold teeth
Ain't afraid to hold heat
98 man we walk wid a screw face
So tell dem bwoy deh
They ain't gang like me they ain't 1 up
They ain't drop no heat they ain't tun up
They ain't catch
eyes[01:17.41]Heat me up quick when he grab me by the thighs[01:19.71]The way I watch my nigga back, you would think I'm his spy[01:22.15]But aye, back to the bum
ballin' out like the '98 Lakers
Pull up in a million dollar car and violate it
Fly to Cancun on Sunday, land in France on Monday
Faded at the fashion
own[01:05.98]This time, you can see by how it's shown[01:07.67]Scars in me, I just might be like Al Capone[01:09.49]Verse first, so I gotta set
the baddest bitch gay y'all
Like stacy, damn, she was eatin' tracy's ass
At this other lady's pad
To get it on I had to call up desert storm
My cut-throats scar
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