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Ima having say yes, oh yeah.
Fatell:
Straight out the shower fresher than them other guys
Hun you’re fine you’re hotter than the summertime
Got you
like my name Santa claus
This ain't math no need for your tangent
If you think their good than bitch I'm god sent
She be calling me Abraham the way we be
the magic compass bumping something from Louis Armstrong
You can hear the trumpet
You could feel the breeze from this cold MC
When I enter your blood stream
ho (That's your ho)
She never wanted me to go, yuh away
If you don't wanna get run over than just stay in your lane
Bitch I'm hotter than the sun,
the south side
Yeah south Jakarta
The city's way hotter than rocky rihanna
I'm from the south side
Yeah south Jakarta
Is where the netizens so thirsty for
everybody and they momma sell dope
They trying to stop it
So what the f*** can I do to make a profit?
Catch a flight to St. Louis
That's cool, cause
trying to stop it
So what the fuck can I do to make a profit?
Catch a flight to St. Louis
That's cool, cause nobody knew us
We stepped off
The game is so played out, That i should prolly call it quits
But I'm from Chicago on some Obama shit
but raised in st. Louis where they bury all kinds
hit the water and she soaked, then we started drankin'
That shit was 5000 degrees, like hotter than Satan
She got on her knees and went to church like
Rockabye baby, the bed is a hearse
Triple haters, Hunter Hearst
Sweet success and make that shit hurts
Cali boy hotter than Fiji
Never stop short like Didi
We're going to start this off by saying It's Dolph
Yea that a major lost
Them folks just ran in lil bruh house
Yea that's another lost
We're going to rep
(that's right)
I'm at the jeweler, I ain't coppin' from the Bears (woo)
Louis luggage at the bottom of the Lear (yeah)
Hotter than the Summer, hits I got
nickels and dimes
Or Louis, or CC, or Gucci, or Prada
I've been through the drama
Had rounds with my momma
Got hotter than lava, got knocked on the floor
be by myself
If I want her
I don't want no one else
You don't ever be fly
I don't know how that feel
I talk to the mic
It get hotter than hell
Step in
It's Meek Milly north Philly no I'm alive
They say I'm lazy but
Super hotter than summertime
Goons with me honey shots it's rummytime
Running time
Block is hotter than a pickup from Kelz
Jinbei coming back I'm giving visits to hell
Named the drop top hell shell
A lot of niggas hate but that's okay,
to the fuckin floor
Put that fuckin pedal to the metal to the fuckin floor
The ladies love me kuz I'm hotter than the devil
The ladies love me kuz I'm hotter than
hotter than some chili
Always in my zone-y, pockets padded like a lily
Know a couple homies keep that uzi like it's Philly
You know what the deal-y
Rappers
seeping, I'm like venom
Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer
Even though heaven sent him
See my vision as I've elevated and risen
Open your eyes,
you know (do you know)
Baby hotter than a burning fuego (fuego)
Come and tell me what you really like
This potion that im brewing make you feel real
hotter than ever, don’t wanna go where losers go
Night after night, after nigh, you’re wasted by my stand
Let it go. Don’t you know, you keep losing all
Well, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
We got a little crazy
WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD
Louis Armstrong
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
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