Lyrics:
she pissed She was already mad
I'm hot as fuck tell em bring me a fan
High like a plane but I don't wanna land
Lean got me feeling like I'm on a xan
I
Got some Ps in the passenger seat
Big 40 on my lap and the FM by my feet
She's as thick as a gram in the wood
Nah, I wish the bitch would
Got some Ps
would folla
Me, hit a fence, hit a fence, and another
met me a baby pitbull and his mother
Ran up in some peoples house and looked out of the window
'cause the girl is hot
Spending all your money
Every chance she's got
Gave all your gold rings off your hand
But she gave it all up to another man
'Cause
right she fine than a
Motherfucker I ain’t gone lie straight up
I take her home though, fucked and got off
Pitbull type
Now do I love them hoes, hell no
working, honey
(And she said)
Right now
I'm hot just like an oven
(And she said)
So take me now
Boy you make me feel like I gotta dance
I gotta
You got me working, honey
(And she said)
Right now
I'm hot just like an oven
(And she said)
So take me now
Boy you make me feel like I gotta dance
Kill mascots wit mad bot and keep rap's hot
Who. could. flip. like.
This loonertic that's soon to get expect to lose
Watch. when. i. strike.
smoke a seven, shoot the dice
Rolled eleven run with lunatics like Nelly
College girl, she go to Spelman
See it on his face, he scary
Heard it through
waist "It's very hot in here
I wish they'd fix the
Air conditioner" Her words hung in
The air he didn't
Respond he just sat there staring at her she
she's never fooled around
He's still lyin' she's through cryin'
She's not foolin' now
She walks by and every head turns
You can see how hot her fire
like I'm livin in the lap of luxury
But I can't function, bee
I need hot water and heat to take a bath
My high-top fade trimmed, so I don't look like
ridin' shotgun
Sunkissed by the Dixie hot sun
Whoa, she's a hot one, yeah
Aldean all up on the radio
Dashboard lights shinin' on my baby, oh
Later on,
Bell, hot fudge you know what I mean
That good sweet, mm, oh
She's hotter than Tabasco
I'm talkin' barefoot black top down in Daytona
Such
chose
Yoo, But she know dat
She's so hot you can't even hold dat
Her fire make ya burn on contact
Deep like dis track
Now a days she don't need be
There’s people all around her
Yet she’s only by herself
She stares into her Iphone
While she talks to someone else
She’s only here an hour
Cause
grief at home
Just tell her these hoes wanna be on the same team that she's playing on
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
Do you
isn't fun to watch someone get maimed
John Doe was his name under white sheet and surrounded by tape. Dang
I hope that she don't got herpes if she got
a picture
I'm counting money
I just want me seven figures
You mess with Chako
He gon' bite you he a pitbull
I'm in the cut finna shoot you
If you ack up
I'm
a seat in as soon as you left college
Off the check that lil bitch be balling
She [?] my nigga, you [?]
Sad cause ain't no real profit [?] peace
Rather
she's never fooled around
He's still lyin' she's through cryin'
She's not foolin' now
She walks by and every head turns
You can see how hot her fire
she's never fooled around
He's still lyin' she's through cryin'
She's not foolin' now
She walks by and every head turns
You can see how hot her fire
holding the Glock
I can tell by the way she shooting nonstop
I can tell by the way she looked in my eye, something hot is about to occur
Bullets in the air
And I got birds flyin' south, boy
Yeah, I'm too "Brrr" to be a Hot Boy
I got them birds by the flock, boy
Yeah, I'm too cold to be a Hot Boy
I'm too
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