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eyes
Bright red
Burns hell
My lips on
Your body
But you know hell
Eve
Against me 
Kill me

Shot me



My girls move it

You want me
On the red bed
My hot

you she was cool, she was red hot
I mean she was steaming

That night over at Johnny's place
Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face

Need me, know you only gotta call once
Let's make a toast to the good stuff
Raise the champagne in a red cup
My drip is so hot 'cause it's all love

Bare Feet on the Blacktop

Shane Yellowbird

Country Heat: Summer BBQ, Vol. 2

2010

for mercy. 
Jalapeno, red tabasco, caliente, hot. 
It's like, bare feet on the blacktop. 

In the middle of July, hot. 
Bare feet on the blacktop.

seeds and walls

Eyes red eyes green hot box smoke screen
Lock the door lock the screens all day
I'm a fiend for the green
Cigarettes coffee beans
I can't

everything freeze, but it's hot
Red, dead, redemption two
It's a fool's game, got too much to gain
Got too much to stain, quarter three was really war
Had

Got my fly face on Got my good hair on
Heels all high Ta-Tas to the sky
Got my favorite red dress  Mani-pedi all fresh
Crushed ice on my wrist hot

I'm seeing you at night
Dirty figure in red lights, too hot to walk away

I hate the way that you make
Me jealous when you're on dates
You shame me for

Need me, know you only gotta call once

So let's make a toast to the good stuff
Raise the champagne in a red cup
My drip is so hot 'cause it's all

You got ya clothes off waiting for me
To do what I please
Want you to show off. Don't be a tease
Down on your knees
You burn like fire like hot red

Too hot, gotta take my time
Paint you redder than the lipstick and wine
So hot, no sleepin' tonight
Paint me red my black valentine

Skin tight dress

She Can Rock It

Robert Palmer

Essential Collection

2000

a rock without a roll?
It's a sorry lookin' donut if it doesn't have a hole
She gets so hot, she's infra-red
She can show you a position that's

I'm a hot red
I'm proud to live in a small town
And here I'm doing my shit
I kill this beat
Yeah I like dat
You know I'm lit
Yeah I like dat
I like dat

SARS is killing 
De youth 
When e red 
And boys hot 
Naija go too small 
To contain all of us 

Oh God mother's have to cry 

Sleepless nights trying

can't help you
This for Deebo, Brad, and Brock Lesnar
I'ma feed 'em red hot chili peppers
I might be wrong, but nobody can help you
"Can you get up on my

obvious
My face is red, it's gettin' hot, I want to undress
I wanna watch you get naked
Bring me that ass, girl, it's sacred
I'm not afraid to give it

steppa
Il cazzo mi diventa red hot tipo chili pepper

Non sei nè un gangster nè un rapper, sei un ibrido
Ho dieci anni pieni, sto in classifica con

that concrete hurt a bit
Spit then leave, I walk, done with your shit
Bank account hurting, trigger burning
Red hot wire, I cut it then we turning
Meds

bout smokin weed with my bro's
Lighter lookin' red, It lookin' Hot like the stove
Writing up some shit, the next sentence i don't know
Lookin'

can’t tell

Cos after round one they gone throw in the towel, listen.


Yeah the hood might get pretty red hot but fuck that I’m with GSO

And it gets

SHORT AND TIGHT
SKIRT, A HEART ATTACK FOR THIS MAN
RED LIPS, TOO HOT, AS YOU BLOW AWAY THE
SMOKE GIRL YOU REALLY ROCKS
SO I CAME CLOSE, SO NEAR, REALLY

He blows real red-hot notes
And ev'rybody on the floor just floats
(That's what they say)
 
He's got hot lips when he plays Jazz
He draws out

blue

Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen 

Some people gotta yellow heart 
Some people gotta bright red heart 
Some people gotta hot pink heart

You got that red-hot tempo
You a thug in the street
I bet the walls all crumble when you are talking to me 
Yeah, I might break you down, you shake