Lyrics:
Bitchin their biological clocks is tickin
Wu limited edition hot off the presses
I guess it's, curtains for competition
Method, runnin 'em out, gun in my
tickin
Wu limited edition - hot off the presses
I guess it's, curtains for competition
Method, runnin 'em out, gun in my mouth
The kid your momma warned
hot out the booth
Hot off the presses, they hot out The Yük
Hotter than lava you need a reminder
It's time that I tell em their offer won't do
a first for everything
So get 'em while their hot off the presses and mint
Spear me with the details you sling
Greenbacks pack the seats that we rig
I get
something
When I fry the beef boy it's well down
Hot off the presses I'm outta here
I'm bout to find a new sun
You know I'll be back in some lightyears
My
it walk by
extra effort made it better than the predecessor
play it like its chess or checkers
taste the effervescence
freshness hot off
promise ya, slick
Don't get yourself caught up with no crazy church chick
True story, chicken cacciatore
Hot dish, hot off the presses, dig this
Took her
never start digressing. My interviews so smooth, she'll start undressing// Flow changing like issues hot off the presses...I spit advice, I should write
sweaty penny pots
Listen, the world's shit, lit, and glistening
Hot off the presses
Yes it's sizzling
Geronimo as I tippy-toe through the tulips
Schooling
getting to the money/ feels like I'm printing/ hot off the presses/ them benjamins stacking/ layed like some chips/ created reaction/ just ask your chick/
seconds set in stone
A run-on death sentence hot off the presses with a vengeance
Eventually I meant it when I said I let it go, but you never know
I better
behind the scenes
She wears dazzling jewels
And fancy dressess
She's so 'au courant' and
Hot off the presses
You won't resist her poison kiss
You've just
Hot off the presses
The late morning news
You reach for the stack
Fold broadsheet in two
I must confess
I've seen you before
And thought about
How
happen
Not coming on strong, I'm just being optimistic
I can see it in your eyes, you don't like the distance
Running from your issues, but they hot off
Ooh, hot off the presses
Songs bang bang, shots of the heroin
Your money clang-clang
Don't talk aggressive
All them fake stories don't
Warrant
Oooooh
I'm Hot off the presses
I'm Looking my bestest
Oh yea I'm the freshest
What you got? What you got
I'm feeling so extra
And I only get better
SAY WHAT YOU WANT
You've got an account so full of opinions
But you're just a little troll that's mostly full of shit
Hot off the presses, straight
revenge thats a dish
That's best when served cold
hot up off the presses
Just keepin it on the low
Come and get it if you want it
My nigga we got smoke
who
DJ's scratch the test presses
Like make it mo hot baby
Turn it up, I want to hear it real loud, just
Turn it up, so we can party in the loft, baby
DJ's scratch the test presses
Like make it mo hot baby
Turn it up, I want to hear it real loud, just
Turn it up, so we can party in the loft, baby
, hot)
Grab a biscuit, don't be a statistic (hot, hot, hot, hot)
Came off the mission, high definition (hot, hot, hot, hot)
A boss, my left wrist
girl, hot girl, hot girl
She's a hot hot girl, hot girl, hot girl, hot hot girl
She's a hot girl
She couldn't be no hotter,
Lava drippin off her
Dribblin’ right through the presses
You seen it comin’
You seen it comin’
Getting new paper
Like its newspaper
This shit hot of the press X2
Seen it coming
DJ's scratch the test presses
Like make it mo hot baby
[Chorus]
Turn it up, I want to hear it real loud, just
Turn it up, so we can party in
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