Lyrics:
flight
Getting groovy wit a cutie
Inna di night time
Hot gyal laying by di pool
Inna di sunshine
Vibes sweet inna di dance
It's time fi unwind
Times fi get
ends
So business on the undertip
All coppers will be dropped
So tell them not to fuck with me
If Oaktown gets too hot
I'm headin' for Marin City
Though
hot, too cold,
I'm-I'm red hot blue cold.
I knock your melon out your fruit bowl,
All my guns black, I got true soul.
Yeah, and I call my coupe
Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
Fast track, down to a whiplash, we count the days but we still ignore the forecast
Time
Whoa, uh
Whoa, uh, uh
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah (brrt, brrt)
Uh-huh, yeah
Trooper-ed, trooper-ed
Trooper-ed, trooper-ed
I'm goin' stupid, yeah
handle
Bitch I'm sparan
I see them watching
But they can't stop me
I'll lace em up
Bitch I'm nice like mr Rogers
She hot den a pepper I only give her
provided by homie sweet
I hope he make it selling clothes
Cause these niggaz never want what's best for you until the casket close
But it's never too late
period. (Killa...)
Krayzie
I'm thuggin off in my house out in Cleveland/ Weeded, I'm sleepin', P.O.D.'ed/
Dozed off, but I was awakened by
thunes (bass)
Jay anderson (string bass)
Ed mann (percussion)
Chad wackerman (drums)
Ike willis (vocals)
Terry bozzio (vocals)
Dale bozzio (vocals)
think I understand her
She so hot I call her candle
It be something I can’t handle
She bad for me
A baboon an animal my life she gon’ consume
Her friends
aerobics
We getting lit, that ouzo drip, drip, but she can handle it
The way she dip up on that, gon break her hip, aha
Damn agapi mou, I’m still amazed by
Twenty-three a gram nigga, let's do the deal
Representin the Stock Family
I don't really care how big you get pussy, you can't handle me
Won't say I'm
when you could have a Zamboni?
That zamboni was heavy with water and she didn't handle curves too good
But still, I wondered, what she could do? So I
aye
It's been a journey yes it has it's been a ride
Been putting hours in to see the minute I arrive
'Cause I'm too young to feel like I been running
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
Wasting my time when we could be breaking some rules
Acting reckless, making hot sex
Ooh, or playing cards by the pool
It don't matter when it's you, baby,
the microphone
Living legend inside of a Smith & Wesson sliding out
Of the barrel, I'm fire, don't try me cause I am hot
Police cars with they sirens come by
Dedicated to all the DJ's and dance crews all around the world
(Tech N9ne)
Don't nobody want it, we hella hot at the moment
We're coming for all
created this wave and you just a wannabe
We be winning too much like Tyson & Ali
About to fall off, yeah I need me a grip
Game by the handle, yeah don’t
angle (wassup?)
Upper echelon, I'm followed by the angels (go)
I done seen a lot, I handle my business
Finna run it up, a nigga independent (woah)
Had
the problems of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow come now (it might be too soon)
Too soon?
I want the boom in the back of the truck
Ain't nuttin'
working with, handle ya business
And keep coming with that stuff that I like, light a candle
I'm too hot to handle, I see your eyes sizin' up my
the bottom, yeah
I get it with my dawgs
Came up from the bottom, yeah
I did it with my dawgs
This shit crazy
Niggas they be, in the way
I'm too wavy
gets better You say you're hotter than hell
But you change like the weather You say you're hot as hell
Think you're a trendsetter And I'm by myself
But
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