Search results for 'too hot to handle by shaggy' Page #43

I'm working daily like 24/7 I'm stressing the money by 90 percent
Always attacking I'm never too comfortable, standing my guard like I'm in defense

heard some folks done slipped away these streets is greasy
Killed by opps or the cops or taken to the precinct
That get me hot, man on fire, man I feel

uthole ikaar handle your shit man
Is that too much to ask for just as a wish man
I don't give a fuck if you do so who's the bitch man
Bathe each one teach

Cause I'm on one a hot one look at the shit I'm dropping
Eat it up Fuck it's Delicious like Action Bronson
I wing it I spin it
The records popping
I'm

I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be no B-list celebrity
Keep that Glock by my feet
Born and raised up in these streets
Duckin heat,

the equivalent
Of your whole crew's
If you're in my way move
Cuz I'm too hot to handle
I spit the raw shit
That gets you dismantled
You can never do
The way that I

it up for my spot 
I'm back, and I'm too hot 

[Hook] 

You hear a lot of music, but it's boring 
You hear a lot of flows, but don't enjoy 'em 
You

Yo, could it be I stayed away too long?
Lighting up to Cypress Hill
I was the side of the bong
Catching arthritis, my pen was the heaviest
Bars

seen ya, twelfth grade
Schoolboy's how I handle you
Your mack book was a computer, mine's was a manual
I dared a bitch buy a whole book of Emmanuel
I

a hassle, but I’m at war with the man, though
I know I’ve been asking for the mantle it’s more than I can handle
I let my heart get handled, emotions in

shouldn't have cussed at me

Hope you doing right by me, I don't wanna lose you to
Stuck in the rain tryna meditate, your pain abuse you too
Knock knock, is

a hot temper
'Cause I've been through some shit
My only response is I ain't problematic
Bad luck keeps me up, Chasing like IT
I saved every Pennywise

royalties (1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 1)
I pulled up flexing, made a hit
I pulled up flexing, hit a lick
I pulled up flexing
I pulled up flexing, where's yo girl?
Too

some cents
I got a place I could spend the hours just to make it right
I got bake up again the flour measured by the sights
I was asking for too long so

be the master of baddest flows
Mike Tyson
Be cause I E E Eat emcees with manables
A cannibal lyrical flow spit flammable
Griploc got the hot shit that

you
I got scared from the streets and the missle too
Bout to blow like a bomb or a whistle too
Like a bomb or a flute I been blowing
Feel like Goku

for a "straight" girl
Noooo
And by straight, I mean in quotes
It's been a couple years now since I've been somebody's first
And so with her, I wanted

Cause I took my dream and made it a mission
People criticize the best of you, hoping that you play your position
But if the pressure's too hot, stay away

clouds got me on Mars
But I still handle the task
Word to my children word my Marj
I got more pages than Roald Dahl
More time I sit back and I just smile

trip was too hard to handle
I was a vet, I'd take a whole hand load
Of miniature closed caps
Crumble them up and let the water boil
I made Fungi Muzak
In

it's a 40 percent
Yea I get it, Man, I know
I should handle my drink
The night turns into Bitter-sweet
Hold up now,
I think this is moving too fast
Maybe

[INTRO]
17 o'clock on dot
Somewhere in the universe

(yeeeeee)
Can you handle the fame?
Can you handle the greatest party setlist
To ever exist?

dressing
The bussy needs salt, bae, and pepper
Your homie won't sing along
All of my gay songs, he can't even handle the nectar
Hot and so sticky sweet,

Yea you know what I'm talking about
This is that, this is that mack music
You know this that music you handle business to
You know what I'm saying