Lyrics:
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
would follow
Now she rocks fashions like a runway model
Jewelry, Louis, Gucci and guess
Delivering more packages than UPS
From Miami to NY
Sometimes
Bounce wit me now, bounce
Bounce wit me now, bounce
Bounce wit me now, bounce uh
I stay fresher than a motherfucker
Cleaner than a pimp
Big 40 got me
motherfuckers too trim, Louis
I remember when, I remember when, I lost my mind
Pushing myself to the ground, hotter than September
Pushing suns every day, wanna
Hottest in the city
Ain't nobody gon' top it
Meek Milly I'm flaming
Hotter than the whip I came in
Harder than the pavement
Dropping on these niggas back
Jigga
It's hotter than soup that other nigga
Boston
Dirty Rotten
Scoundrel
Bootleg productions
All day
No club songs
Nigga, you know who the sexy beast is
them
Lord knows I'll turn a child to an orphan when I'm tourin'
I'm more than what I think of myself, I really have to be
Sit at home and drink by
Even if I get down, I don't lay down
Hotter than the tar on this empty playground
Hotter than the tar on this empty playground
Hey yo, I'm taking
Over this beat
Let's toast with wonderful drinks
This's Louis Armstrong
Blowing his horn in front of
The Sphinx
With his wife on his side
It's
cop your-crack-and-go
What you asking for no sticks and seeds
Purple or that sour dies
Keep that yolo by the key
My block hotter than hollow-steam
All
(One big room full of bad bitches)
And we stunting like
Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada
Basic bitches wear that shit so I don't even
question about the nines I roll
Got hit with a bottle and I still got flow
BME and G-unit, that's all she wrote
I'm back, hotter than a nigga in hell
I'm
But when you think I've had enough
From your sea of love
I'll take more than another riverful
Yes, and I'll make it all worthwhile
I'll make your heart
nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
She like the kid, my lifestyle what she wanting
Bottle after bottle by the bar, I be stunting
It's Gucci this, Gucci that, Gucci hat
Big doofy gat,
by the water
Sun was hot
But you made it hotter
Found that shade tree there by the riverbank
Sitting there, our toes all muddy
That first kiss
that's carat-capped
Bars hotter than the blocks where we be at
Stuntin' these niggas gon' flop like Divac
See that nigga? And for the time being
I'mma
Louis V
'Cause that Italian leather right there is a movie, B
The perception of who we be is lesser than a ninety-degree V
'Cause what we doin' is
That mean I live by the beach
Sand on the welcome mat, flyer than a Falcon
Black tires, black rims, just to help 'em look good
In the summer, my car
steam
I dream of you there on my front steps
Sunning in that short dress
Hotter than the Texas heat
Seems I'm never gonna get there
Traffic's going
something about us, that makes me just want to
So we can have fun fun fun fun fun
Cause 2 is better than 1
There's something about her, there's something
keep a house full, nigga, call me Bob Sagat
Spending time backwards
Hotter than a cactus
And we ain't in the building we the fucking contractors
Y-M
won't move a paw
Chickens won't cross the road
Dogs won't ruff at all
Always had flow, just added a front door, roof, and walls
Hotter than the fire
than the summer
(Sosa) that bitch want my number
She got to fuck my brother (broski)
I got a foreign bitch, that bitch native
(nah)
I treat the hoes like
Me How it's Gonna be,
Cus I can Feel the fire now.
Hotter than you can believe,
Meet me by your SUV
Cus I can Feel the fire now.
Get to know then
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