Lyrics:
A Pretty Lady She a Foreign Brown and Peng She a Foreign She just wanna ride in a Foreign Do a 100 mile dash in a Foreign She a hot-ting (Hot-Ting) And she
(Mariá) Diamond girl Diamond girl Hotting in my soul Hotting in my soul Party on the road Party on the road Seen all of the world Seen all
Seizure I'm hotting up blocks Ether Put em in the sky Jesus Make em believers Preachers Amen Shake up the spot Seizure I'm hotting up blocks Ether Put em
enough Winding fate, jeopardize Serve the plate, hotting-up You're messing with the wrong guys Bloom again, call the bluff Wrong guys Wrong guys The storm
In Her spleen Think I'm a joke Laugh at my piece Cop me a boat Feeling the breeze They tryna float Hotting the key Hotting the leaf If she a tease I
skeleton After party turned it into an affair Back my dawrgie yeah i'm on it if i'm there Word to ed hardy how there hotting up my hairs They can bring
of time Ko funny Am balling No dulling Anywhere i dey am hotting Am hotting It's is my fantasy to fantasy Jen fekponsi kin la It's is my fantasy to fantasy
balling I match up the place owulomu festus jeigo Ali Never lose guard bami wa omo tolejuibadi Have been hotting I burn up the place owulomu festus jeigo
surrendered to him I gave Jesus life Because I didn't want the devil to win I felt something within It was hotting me up and heating my skin I was perspiring
to stay in the garage all night We're a garage band (oh, oh, oh) We come from garageland (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Meanwhile things are hotting up in
want to stay in the garage all night We're a garage band We come from garageland Meanwhile things are hotting up in the West End alright
goin' blind My old periodic gnosis is bleeding from my eyes Someone better help me the plot is hotting up I'm in surgery It really hurts, it really
kin For shizzle my nizzle, from here McGregor we swang and bang And in Peru hotting dudes, chopping by is from the fame The girls best friend,
it down Uh Guilt building up inside of me Taking root like the seed of a tree Fuck me Feel sick, heads hotting up like a boiler Bathroom, vomit up soil
Some others just holding hands Everywhere the party was hotting up slowly And every time with party the glory Was to go to another Stage and crowd for
a case Welcome back me like I'm mase If i hotting the baddest bitch They mad look at they face Throw me right under the buss Snitching nigga breaking
my burner Yeah boy I'm hotting like the middle of summer Rub my hands together boy I'm feeling the stunna Got the chase that bag so I turned into
Shooting star who we are Hotting inside my dope car Blending weed mix with Nicotine tar Shooting star came so far And still don't know who we are I
Line round the block had us hotting up the spot Quarter to a 9 holla me around the clock Twenty four hours Nigga you can come and shop Mashing off
killer, he with it, disguised in the cut, waiting to hotting shit up Niggas be bros, still will move like they sus Three six o, ya block’ll get spunt Three
find a way Niggas drowning now better ride the waves Know I'm hotting up like the summer days Only had a chance cause I been a way Now I'm back now get
to school and be a fucking learner I just keep hotting it up Feeling so wack put that shit in my cup Im a big dog lil bitch you a pup Pop off on your girl
I think I'm Pac-Man I'm in control like Namco The beat's hotting up like the chicken in Nando's I'm the king you're not one of those You're a spare,
Everything was getting better Things were hotting up Moving through the night I'm begging For you not to stop Cruising through the town I'm watching
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