Lyrics:
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow and so am I
Workday passes like molasses in wintertime, but it's July
I'm gettin' paid by
For probable cause, I let go
While you were out there weighing odds
I was imploding the mirage
While you were out there looking like that
I struck
(Come on)
It's been a long, hot summer
For a hard working John Deere man
You're real tired, well, no wonder
'Cause you earned that farmer's tan
me hot all over my body (yeah, yeah)
Break it off tonight (yo, yo)
Struggle and pain wha she fell all de while
And she want a good man fi give her
Ten and ten is thirty
If you tell me it is so
Let's get down and dirty
Baby let's get sweet and low
Any way you call the shot
That's how it's gonna
me hot all over my body (yeah, yeah)
Break it off tonight (yo, yo)
Struggle and pain wha she fell all de while
And she want a good man fi give her
Danger them is, while some call them "Major Lazer"
Stand up like a solider, baby
Yeah, I know you're built like that
Gun it like a holster, baby
Turn it down nigga, hot shit
Yea
Messenger in the Metropolis, apocalypse here and now
Niggas know the ledge, so they don't come near the style
I
booties that wobble
Booby like tooties that fog up ya goggles
Yea I keep it hot full throttle
Beats bang out and keep yea head on bobble
Instrumentally
me
It's electric inside me
And I knew you felt the same way
When you turned around, yeah
Now it's getting hot
Please don't let it stop
Uh, you know I still run with that, that blood of a slave
Boiling in my veins
It's just hot until a nigga can't take it no more
Blood of a slave,
it while the streets you roam
Fuck around, won't be shiiit in the crib when you get home
I roll with Sean Combs (uh huh), I'm in Caprice {that's
When it gets hot, let's take a dip
I'll be baptized by your angel eyes
And I'll taste heaven on your lips
We might pack a tent and spend the night
Uhh, gotta get it...uhhh....hmmm....get it, get it
Baby
Stab thru the neighborhood, these spinin'
Weez winin', scrap with the John Lennon
want to know how this shit happens, but we ain't playa hatin
And what's goin on, but ya know what?
It don't get no realer than this though dog
feels like everytime I fucking do I get jinxed
Cupid must have put a curse on me, six weeks
Have went by, and we only spoke twice
I'm sitting in your
in equality
Believed it’s wrong to judge another
By the color of their skin –
That good man’s name was John Howard Griffin
to
You got me so moist
Moist
When you touch my spot, got me burning so hot
Baby take it down 'fore I get up on top
Moist put your face down there while
bitch, I am conceited
You know you can't defeat it
Your girl's a fan of me, in fact, I'm what her fantasy is
Duckin' out the party, we can't let
Uh, you know I still run with that, that blood of a slave
Boiling in my veins
It's just hot until a nigga can't take it no more
Blood of a slave,
Macho City
Macho City
Macho City
Macho City (Macho City)
Welcome to the entertainment
Here now are the facts (Macho City)
Presented by
mile drive through
in mcdonalds and pile drive you
i've got the power
to snap the driver
out of his
zeddy bower
while he drives by it ninety miles
The block is hot, ah, ah (yeah, yeah, yeah, let's get it)
The block is hot
The block is hot, ah, ah (yeah, yeah, man what?)
This that treat talk, don't
I thought it would be better
Now I'm a branded hot stepper
If I am guilty, Lord God
Then I will pay
Now I'm a victim
By the words men say
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