Lyrics:
is like hangin' yourself at a.....
I know you thought I'd be locked up
Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now
Got up wit' JD doh', crazy
(Uh) yeah
(What?)
Dead all my cases I got to make this hot
I got to make it hot
(Let's do it, let's do it) right
(DZA) pR
(Uh) kush God
Uh (Let's go)
the Chanel tote (fire, fire)
Suffocate him, hang him by the rope
Hot potato, bullet, let it go (brrt, brrt, brrt)
The .44 put him in a yolk (.44)
Pull up
August is never warm and carefree
Its sun soaks up pain like it does wet concrete on a hot day
It lets my body bake undisturbed
While my untouched
hot)
Above the shoulders, headshot (headshot)
Buck one and two, the feds hot (feds shot)
Bitch, I'm livin' by the code
I can never bend, break,
it back up
Bounce that ass you a freak freak aye
Roll them hips like cc
Uh what I need yeah I need a hot girl
Wet and pretty oh
Yeah you got wap girl
million times, pussy so tight, so wet and so horny mama sitar. Love your Belly dancer, ass so fly, tit so flipping hot. Wanna rock with you, high with you,
Piss you off then take the pipe, it's better when we fuss and fight
Rap like I know what to do (yeah)
Keep it wet, this pussy cool (yeah)
Love when
Be careful watch ur hands don't u touch bitch I'm hot right now
Know u see me I'm just preppin for my spot right now
At the top oh wow
Really be like
Before this Bleek shit, a nigga couldn't eat and shit
I sold drugs, fascinated by this sneaker shit
On hot days I found ways to clock pay
Had yellow tops
Premeditated plan of attack, with two of your most deadliest mens in the back
Comb the block, stop in the zone that's hot
Get out like you own the spot, home
I woke up this morning, you were right by my side
And the bed was all wet from the tears that we cried
'Cause we cried all night, Yes Baby, We cried
I woke up this morning, you were right by my side
And the bed was all wet from the tears that we cried
'Cause we cried all night, Yes Baby, We cried
Still im unimpressed
I feel like Virgil I'm fuckin up a check
Muscle memory did a hunned reps
Shinin til the sun is set
Slide by lake in somn wet
We still
I just made it to the city
A go to J.R. Crickets for me
Get me a ten-piece lemon pepper hot
Lemonade with the ranch
Know how I like my shit
Hey,
go)
I whip the pack like Ike and Tina, I just copped me a Beamer (a Beamer)
Used to ridin' steamers (steam), I'm hot as jalapeños
Bitch, I'm
world, all I have in this world
Hey, I'ma work it on the corner, work it on the block
Work it till they love me, baby, work it till it's hot
All I
scream
Slow
See your body bust medulla oo
See your body hot o gbona oo
Shey you do me touch and follow
Sweet and slow
Your body bust medulla oo
See your
I’ve had nuff man leaving their bredrins
rev up the engine works get mashed but they’re too hot to mention
Shiesty wet that next day next day drenched
the first damn time we have kissed in a week
And i really fucking hope that i lips will meet again maybe by the beach in the wet hot summer heat
But if
busta
High voltage thaing
She move like snake
I throw that money
In her bag
I know the game
I feelin on top
Im confident
My hot breaking heart
Time
was on a hot wet night, I think it was a Saturday
Right after that party that he lead out down the way
Gunshots spread - everyday, all day (fuck!)
the wet, 'cause
Ya better swallow ya project
They have you scared to throw up ya hood on ya own set, 'cause
I'm talking bout those boys running from cops
hot as a frying pan, 'cause baby I'm the man
And I'm leanin' like a kick stand, stackin' up them grands
From T Wet to Batan, that wood grain up in my
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