Lyrics:
'll be right, here today, just give me love, Rae.
To my hood, I'm always there for you
Rain, hail, sleet, snow, and I'm there
For all
man bag and
Forget about rapping
And getting beats from producers
You're going live on Facebook to only 2 viewers
I'm like catnip to cougars
Y'all like
Admit's he's "getting anxious" about
The looming deadline
He's clearly not thrilled at the
Idea of finishing it
Via focus group "Only one person in the
Room
leadin' me on
Girl are you playin?
Or playin' along
All this time
Goes by
Girl what you want
No lie
There's somthin' I can't deny
Girl all I got for
a couple subtle cues
Only I can see and there’s no one there to rebuttal you
The most innovative by the end of 2020’s
I may not reinvent the wheel but I
on my Issa Rae
Still I got up now I lead the way
Life's a game and to win though you need to play
In the meantime
I got me time
Imma land on my feet like
Got a few things I've been dying to show you
Can you make me some time?
I just want to keep you warm
I just want to get you hot hot hot hot
Hot Hot Hot
Yeah
Cartier
Mmh
Yeah
Uh
I'm done with all of the drama
I put this shit on my mama
I'm only worried about commas
I want my money in cash
I'm over
I’m trying to move on
But you have got the best of me
Your like the perfect song
Without the simple do Rae me
I’m waiting for you
Just call and I
over one hundred and one degrees
And speaking of hot y'all, we're back with another new hit song
Microwave, by Casey Jones II and FARO, that's coming
tight
Sometimes you feel the pressure dropping on you (pressure from the vertical)
I start to wonder does this system matter? (only if it's vertical)
By the Almighty One
Oh Father, yeah
Some like it hot
And some like it cold
Some a like it hot tilly bop
Some like it cold
Some like it hot
now
Bad bitches only yeah thats all thats on my plane now
Rae sermead wit it aint go no type
Got em popn unlockin it like a cheat code
Got em popn
world
Y'affi tough mi people
Don't let go when di stress come
Hold on strong, don't let go
Know that you can depend on you
No one else gonna dweet
brain would churn
She was hot
Oooh baby she was hot!
She winked at me
As she strutted on by
She knew what I was thinking
I could see it in her eyes
She
Now I'm lookin' for they family and pile up the war bat
If I ain't a hot boy then what do you call that
Nigga disrespect me I'mma be in all black
Now I'm lookin' for they family and pile up the war bat
If I ain't a hot boy then what do you call that
Nigga disrespect me I'mma be in all black
a rush
See you cuttin' up a pie, that's my lunch
(Run-run)
Run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's a honor to be robbed
By Denise's only son
Yeah,
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
My life is in slow-mo
When I'm drinking hot cocoa
Outside it was so cold
But you already know though
So baby have a hot cocoa
But only if you want
by Rae and Ghost
Verse getting so devoured
This my super power they be saying I do the most
Oh did I mention I'm on a purple dimension
Waving bye from
and bees talk
With my moms
Taboo to my pops
Never talked about love but we talked about the cops
Hot pursuit ghetto birds and ghetto butterfly’s
I had them
I wish I could sit here forever and watch the world go by
I wish I was god, the all-seeing eye
Often, I stand by my window, and just like a fly
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