Lyrics:
pass the bitch off, let the homie go handle it (yeah)
Big pointer stones 'round my neck light the room like a candle lit (boom)
Don't get too close,
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
God's woman... what's going on?
I know things seem messed up sometime
You stressed out and you can't handle the situation
the fucking man
Bitch I might as well go ahead and smash on that shit like
I'm playing on the smash bros bitch I'm fucking too fuego
Y'all can't handle shit
respect you regardless
Fell sleep last night when I
Was alone in the car
Whole army of shooters and
Wassi's the sergeant too hot
You've gotta blow it like
take it, and go and break the news to the rest of the block
Too hot to handle
Under fire takin' shots
But I'm above it like the mantle
Can't afford
can't harm me, Rap-A-Lot army
Coming like Desert Storm, you've been warned
But if you still want some, nigga bring it on
[Too Much Trouble]
Too Much
a handful
This shit is too hot, yo, ya know it's pan handled
I'm Seraph the Genie, I've never been greedy
I'll grant you a wish but you better believe me
I
need to look for
I’m the one you should insure too aye
Scrolling, swiping, and typing and shit
Most likely ignore if you calling my phone
Ima hit you
a hat trick
Can't be concerned by shots that miss
I go off, they cannot stand it
They want me to cut it out, want to crop mad pics
I'ma blow a fuse, I'm
was just churches and candles
We ain't have no Turks and no Caicos (nah)
No fresh pedicure for the sandals (nah)
We learned how to pedal, no handles
No Supastar, just gotta just who you are
25 to life, uh, pass the lighter rude boy
The music a hot like a million fire side
Come in!
[Chorus]
make you wanna wear a vest
Cause I'm too hot to handle
Knockin' niggas out like Livingstone Bramble
Rappers come heavy, but yo I weigh a ton
I won't
tell me that they called by accident
Them bwoy deh suh warn act up, Cah they gassed up, All day Like flatulence
Man warn hop out the ride tho, Cah I'm
me, hug me!]
I was hell, victim of a scandal
coz this girl's too much for E to handle
Broke tha bee's grip, started to run
Back to tha crib, grabbed tha
on it
Chinese Queen, Parasuco jeans on her
Rock long jeans, known for throwing blings on her
I stay king, by any means, scream on it nigga
Come on, let's
too much, wet 'em like a dove
But in the slang, in the speech, in the style
Connect, can never be ripped by a suburban child
Gun smoke, bonanza
Listen to my heartbeat
It match the rhythm of the shells hitting concrete
Everybody know what's up but they ain't see
They say the boy too ice cold
hot stuff
I'm stuck on how you get it up, I need you by my side
If I say anything other than that then I'm lying, read between the lines
I'm the guy you
down I’ll claim insanity to beat the charge & get some treatment
Wobble baby going crazy too hot too handle its like she motivating
Most don’t change
a hiccup
Had to hit you with another switch up
If you dwell in the dark 'bout to get lit up
With most pure flames you could never pick up
I'm just too hot
Could never not have signal, all I've got is bars
Used to collect hot wheels, now I'm dreaming of foreign cars
Remember as a kid, building houses out
where u tryna go
We can take it to the bed
Just let me know
I can handle you
Im a four by four truck
I got plenty more
Plenty more reasons just to get you
you
I love them too but that hot girl
She aint as cool as you
So who is you
I know I might be old fashion but it feels new
And when I seen you in
Need a pick me up, give me shot, uh, of adrenaline
Uh, I know hell is hot bitches tryna get me caught
Uh, letting Jesus rot hanging from the fucking
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