Lyrics:
belongs to me
Ya might go uptown have me arrested, put in jail
Some hotshots got money gonna pull my bail
Soon as I get out, hit the ground
Your
Amidala wanted to
I frankly would've liked to stay
We all fought in that epic war
And it wasn't long at all before
Little hotshot flew his plane
me arrested and have me put in jail
Some hotshot got money come and throw my bail
Soon as I get out, hit the ground
Your southern can worth two
faster
Look, girl, don't check on your watch
Not another glance
I'm not leaving now, honey, not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
Much later, baby,
She caught him sleeping in a liars bed
Sneaking around just like a copperhead
Mr hotshot will loose right now
Love turned the corner and she
he had to
We was some young dudes, living life wreckless
Drinking MD, vandalizing shit, restless
We went from stealing hotshots getting sessted
robber, a hot-shot driver
A crack rock slanging motherfucker for a dollar
If you dare to be laid, then off in the Lincoln
But if it ain't no way, then
faster
Look boy, don't check on your watch, not another glance
I'm not leaving now, honey not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
Much later baby
of funny
W for wren, wrinkly, and who.
X is for Xian, an ancient Chinese city, true!
Ancient Chinese city, huh?
My guitar player, some hotshot.
Y is
the sky
But now I'm just a hotshot with a teardrop in my eye
Love em and leave em, kiss em and grieve em
That used to be my motto so high
Till my
to moisten as you take
Another hotshot to stiff you up, the room is spinning now
That's it, man, inhibitions fall by the wayside
Happy man, you don't care
You ran around like a hotshot
It was a matter of time
I always said I would get ya
And sooner or later I'd make you mine
Stop playin' this game with
to the sure-cure, the treatment of our
Ills
A hot-shot of cobalt, and a pocket-full of pills
Speaking always of the enemy, who lurked across the
Sea
While they
If you want to claim your fame
So some hotshot in a rag top
Gets her on the silver screen
A hundred mirrors far a backdrop
But her face was never
thing
[Afrika]
A yo! Hotshots rock spots and smoke chocolate thai
Talking about getting money till the day they die
Make money money, make money money
hotshot, wanna get props and be a saviour
First show a little respect, change your behavior
Change your attitude, change your plan
There could never really
pound top up
I'm a bait face
Ill still run up on your hotspot
In my Moose Knuckles
Got me feeling like a hotshot
I turn the Hilton Hotel into a hotbox
a mystery
Gotta make it hard somehow
Sit your narrow ass down, hotshot
I'll solve yours right now
Got a girlfriend, don't you, boy?
Nervous hands can't
to the sure-cure, the treatment of our ills,
A hot-shot of cobalt, and a pocket-full of pills,
Speaking always of the enemy, who lurked across the sea,
While they
the music gets faster
Look, boy, don't check on your watch, not another glance
I'm not leaving now, honey, not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
everything I wanted when I wasn't sitting on it
Kings cross hotshot
Jesus Christ on web blog
Cowboy in a cop shop
Tiger in a drug store
Days go by
sixty seconds 'til they pull a potluck
On the stopwatch
First you do the drive-by then do the chop-shop
Gosh, Josh, just a kid who was a hotshot
the music gets faster
Look, boy, don't check on your watch, not another glance
I'm not leaving now, honey, not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
sympathize
He said, "You're wrong about God being cruel and mean
Oh, God is the most loving thing that's never been seen"
I said, "Hotshot tell me this
Discuss these hotshot Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In