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Albums:

Laidback (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Future Balearica, Vol. 1: New Chill and Warm Laidback Sounds (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Laidback Beats (Mr. Probz) · Hotter Than Hell (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hotter Than July (Stevie Wonder) · Pukka Up Pres Ibiza Loves Me… We Just Got Hotter! (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hotter Than July (Stevie Wonder) · Hotter Than Hell (Kiss) · Hotter Than Hell! Live (Barren Cross) · Hotter Than Hell! Live (Barren Cross) – and 90 other albums »


Yea I'm running hot
I'm running hot 
I'm running hotter and hotter and hotter 
As the years go by I can't deny the flame that burns inside me
Yea I'm running hot
I'm running hot 
I'm running hotter and hotter and hotter 
As the years go by I can't deny the flame that burns inside me
Yea I'm running hot
I'm running hot 
I'm running hotter and hotter and hotter 
As the years go by I can't deny the flame that burns inside me
mind
Dem seh wi hot yah now
But wi hot long time
Original soldier yes pon the front line

We were hot before an we hotter afta
Some seh wi hot
than me?
Nigga, who hotter than me?
(Ha, ha)

Bet ?cha can't name a hoe who don't want me
Like ya can't name a city I ain't hot in
Make you rich but by
sultry
And it can only get hotter tonight

The whole time that I see her
Coolin' herself by the freezer
I'm steady pickin' up steam

She sighs
To another Arabian night

Arabian nights, like Arabian days
More often than not
Are hotter than hot
In a lot of good ways

Arabian nights, 'neath Arabian moons
a hoe who don't want me
Like ya can't name a city I ain't hot in
Make you rich but by thirty grand
On fire dog where my fans
Tell you what to call me
style gleama
Lex graffiti name Ramo, hold em we rollin
Askin me though, raps is hotter than, hot tamales in Toledo
Pussy that shit she passin off to me
To another Arabian night

Arabian nights, like Arabian days
More often than not
Are hotter than hot
In a lot of good ways

Arabian nights, 'neath Arabian moons
the moon

Take me through hell
For I deserve it
Take me through hell
It's for my good
Pain is sweet
However hot you serve it
And hell is no hotter
Than my
right now
Put your hands in the air if you want it right now
Eh oh eh oh hot right now

I'm let me see the club get hotter, hotter
I wanna see your hands
I flip and scrip 9 minute EF three 
Playin by different bitches 'cause my face in the paper 
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got
hands in the air if you want it right now
Eh oh eh oh hot right now

I'm let me see the club get hotter, hotter
I wanna see your hands up higher higher
I
the house
It's all good in the hood hustling like illegal
Soon as you get it, hot skirt, like for them people
Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner
Verse 1:  Fresh Kid Ice
I'm sittin' by the pool, thinkin' 'bout some women
Wishin' that we all could be swimmin' 
Then the Poison Clan bought some
I'm by your side
I gonna say it right now/ I'll lay it on the table and let you figure out
I'll risk rejection to get some satisfaction
Pretty lady give
you're by yourself
Am I the answer to your prayers
I'm giving you the pleasure of heaven
And I'll give it to you

Hotter than hell
Hotter than hell
90 degrees
I took her home and met the homeboys
Before gettin' bored we'll avoid the noid
Went to Opa Locka, jumped in Luke's jet
To the Bahamas
[ VERSE 1 ]
Hittin corners in a six-trey Chevrolet
Rag-top Impalla, top dollar
Got my cousin Laid-Back ridin shotgun
Cause I got the front-and-back
To another Arabian night

Arabian nights, like Arabian days
More often than not
Are hotter than hot
In a lot of good ways

Arabian nights, 'neath Arabian moons
I'm hot
You're cold
You go around
Like you know
Who I am
But you don't
You've got me on
My toes (toes, toes)

I'm slipping into the lava
I'm hot, you're cold
You go around like you know
Who I am but you don't
You've got me on my toes

I'm slippin' into the lava
And I'm tryin'
Bitch, you know you've been fucked by many
       So come and be my private dancer
       I got some money if that's the answer
       I really want to be
Well they come and pull me from my house
And they drag my body through the streets
And the sun's so hot I think I'll catch fire and burn up
in