Lyrics:
to act like I don't know when I know I'm hot
Ex shot by my shiplock, woah
He wanna rock to my tempo
I'm in the endzone, he in the friendzone
If you
On stage screamin' 'em
They call me the Greenthumb, the serene one
I laid back from the drum like a beach bum
Shit is hot as summer, another classic
a beach bum
Shit is hot as summer. Another classic number
Everybody give it up for the funky drummer
And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on)
sticks, hot side of them biscuits
While she doing this, the bitch still sliding on lipstick
Now I got the fat stomach on, she cracking the Dutch
Playing
if he tinted
These fake rappers getting by with these hell of a gimmicks
They act like it's all love, only love is your money
So when it's over
and you must get drop
I'm always devastating, fascinating
Videmaking, pinstaking, watch it man I'm hot
[Chorus]
Its a struggle in life when your
you right
Man: Right
Salt: Word up, I want to see you, what's up
Man: I'm ok, I'm chillin'
What we gon' do
By yourself
Salt: Yeah
Man: What you up
In the back of my Lincoln with the suicide doors
Yeah, a-huh
T-Pain, J Lyriq, Nappy Boy
Hit me on my hot line, I'm celebrity nine, so hustle, ooo
And the struggle to keep family within a family
I give you......This Ring
(1st Verse)
This ring
Got me a top notch
Straight hot fox
We sought rocks
And the Ewok
Like me
I mean mentally
Emotionally and physically
I like my women deep
I like 'em
Hot blooded by nature
But not promiscuous
A women who can
nothing hot
Nothing so that by the time
He's finished eating those hot
Cakes and those dead things that
I won't finish myself
Bacon and eggs? Are you
Are
She's got the street lights
She wants thin boys
They're just street toys that run all night
She's got a hot boy, he's all joy
He's alright
A little bit
Generally made fun of by other ethnic
Groups now I happen to feel
That the Irish people in this country
Have gotten a "bum rap
" to use a common expression
(Who made this shit?, TayTayMadeTheBeat)
Let's get it go, uh, uh
Turn me up, up turn me up, turn me up
Yeah, this Top, yeah
Spread V12
And, I'm in
niggas a part of me
My bitch a hot commodity, I know my grandmom proud of me
I moved my mom from poverty
I hope they don't think 'bout robbin' me
I can
I swear that I'm hot boy I need a fan
I got prices and sales and they all paying
Make it work while I'm using the left hand
Bring it back while I'm
my
(My Mic, my Mic, my Mic)
Microphone check 1-2
(My Mic, my Mic)
Microphone check 1-2
(My Mic, my Mic)
Its a hot track you cannot do [?]
population
Kweli and Doom the 1-2, the combination
Let's go
About time you heard a rhyme flow with Doom and Kweli
To catch you with the combo, boom
a come in a bundle and group
Come a pop off mi belt, and tear off mi loop
And cry fi the dignitary dem and di doops
If a 12 furlong, you know seh a soup
on Spark Street
Hot lil' jit, he gon' stay with the chopstick
I got robbed, that shit made me a monster
Eviction notice, my sister, my mamas
Now they
in the pale moonlight
You're so hot like the summertime
You give me butterflies
By the way, girl, hurry up
Don't wanna say goodbye
Just shut me up
Young beast from the East
So you know I put it in
I'm that ghetto gorgeous gangster girl
With the fly G slide international (is wretch you know)
By
Young beast from the East
So you know I puts it in
I'm that ghetto gorgeous gangster girl
With the fly G slide international
(is wretch you know)
By
환상에 가려진 순간
깨버리고 burn it
Hey!
We can blow it up by TNT
가려진 안개 속에
Don't stop, 이 길의 끝은 없어
Try on, 더 달려 get closer
나를 구원해줘 set me free
후회 따윈
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