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you gone do
I'm a hottie, you can't handle this boo
It's too late, I got yo whole damn crew
Give me some, give me some, give me some, give me some
Give

the middle I can't handle heat
A hot pocket, that was my dinner to eat

It's about 9 o'clock and my mama ain't home
I got school in the morning so time for

kart in the whip
Tryna be humble, my hand on her hips
He want the handles, I'm busting his lip
Legacy vinyls on all of my rims
Buy into me, ok here come

perhaps I’m too crazy
While I see these crowds with many faces
I’m losing my faith and drowned in madness
Now how do I escape this insaneness
Emotions are

Sip the duse at 2 am its never too late
Peep the blueray our hoodies are filled with blue bags
Stacks are to space
We screamin hooray
Get inventive with

babies
In our brand new van
My new tanline starts above the ankles
Just below my shorts to the socks in my sandals
My wife says it's too hot to handle

the glass missing nigga
Yeah, I'm a beast, I'm a animal
Two shots you can't handle yo, shoot you without a cameo
Too messy, can't stand the heaux
And she

tea, too
Got R.I.P., Mark Rowe, A.W. Shane
My nigga, baby D, Lil' Steve, and Big Benz
Got Lil' C, Ducky, Kraymel, and Craig

Grindin' Nick, I can't

can't turn the other cheek
Nah, I'm gon' handle all my quarrels
And I don't play by my respect nigga
You better give me all my laurels
I would die about

tryna be cool but they making it hot
How much pressure been on me? A lot
It's all good, I can handle it though
They demonetized and
I want all the racks

Bite my style is like chewing on foil
It's not for you
Too much drugs so hot
Melting minds make it boil
Food for thought
By the time you spit it
It

the sand
And I'm never really moving hot fam But I know a few man who's gang
Only ever reaching for the top fam And I don't need only fans
And if I ever say

Let's Load up new ammo

Prestige like sopranos 

People poisonous 
I weed out the venom 

Tryna eat 
The plate get hot
Not way too much 
To handle 


I'm

Niggas so sensitive these days 
So scary 
Never Wana just handle situations like grown men 
I gotta speak on it 

cnd mainly how they pretend they

hot body on a
Slate. Stone. Slab
A pretty face with a few too many holes in it
The smell of
For. Mal. De. Hyde
Is it any secret that she?
Temptation

me for a goofy
I ain't one of them I'm loving it
Beef too hot to handle you need a oven mitt
Double crossed by love ones I'll never love again
You run

just really wanna be hot as hell
A h.e.ll. double ackee sticks
I just really wanna ride out
And I slide out
Yeah that s***
Get kind of scary
And I pop

I handle business by myself, don't need a secretary
Only my engineer and producer are necessary
Success is coming and it's not finna be temporary
Now

Who you know poppin' that shit like me, swear a young nigga really turnt up
Might hop in that BM, not talking your BM, got too much drink in my cup

The Big Noise from Winnetka

Bob Crosby Orchestra

Hits of '38

1993

begin!

I was a scandle, too hot to handle!
They said, "You'd best depart!"
Oh! Exit Big Noise from Winnetka.
Enter

Enter! Enter!
Big Noise in his

feelin like Belle (Rrr)
I know I'm a handful 
Too hot to handle 
Ain't never been helpless
That damsel shit cancelled 
I do what I want 
Cause I can like

"Cheers mate, ta" (dealer)
You don't wanna come 'round here, get mashed
Run a man down in my sandals
I'm too hot to handle
You don't wanna take this

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you love me, if you need me
'Fore you free me, you could hold me down
Flowers for the fellas 'fore it's too late and we won't be

neck
Boy respect, when you see right here
Bitch I am the king
Ice bling, ice gleam, I froze everything
I'm too clean hot water turns cold on me
While you