Lyrics:
you're really hot hot
Let's go to the party heard our buddy's the DJ
Don't forget my lipstick I left it in your ashtray
I like you a lot lot, all we
it in motion, it's the next movement
Word up, we got the hot hot music, The hot music
The hot hot music, the hot music
The hot hot music, the hot
if not, where the hell did it go?
'Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the dutch oven just choosing to sin
Even if it means I'm selling my soul,
eyes but mine are greener
(I'm Hot) I keep it simple like add and subtract
One color, everything I rock is black
Like that black chic black whips
16's US missiles
Put some sauce on it
Tell 'em put some sauce on it
I think I put too much sauce on it
The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah
the finger waves, work it, JT
Handle bars like a fade, watch me work it, JT
I'm at large, running plays like a circuit, JT
I'm selling verses, Jay Z, watch
that
We blazed in the spizza like Bonnie and Clyde
Scooby dooby hizza
I'm feeling the vibe, cop the blue for some video type shit
Knowing all along
in place
If the record sound +Just+ get the +Blaze+, nigga
Put in back, on the block for motherfuckers
The ROC get hot, let 'em scream "It
of vice grips
I don't pay niggas, niggas pay me
(I'm a hustler baby) like Jay-Z
It's the diamond princess million dollar mistress
From the M-I home
dare get in the way, we smash, scrape scrape
It's real like that, you know what I mean?
Follow, yo, yo, yo
(Bonnie and Clyde forever y'all)
[Jay-Z] Gun
[Jay Sean]
[CHORUS]
Yeah, she got it written on her
Her swag on lean
The way she dancin on me
Can tell that she a queen
Her mama wouldn?t like it
niggas praise Yukons and getting paid
Its goin' take a lot more than coupons to get us saved
Like it take a lot more than du-rags to get you waves
my veins
I was captured by a larger moment
I was seized by divinity's hot breath
Gorged like a lion on experience
powerful from life
(I wanted
's Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
Let it blow like a Chicago snow storm
Even if it's 20 below still bear arms
Jay rock, K Dot nigga piss yo pants
(where we from) California let
Me see
Jenny and I slipped to town for some talk
Me and Jenny, twinklin' like crystal and pennies
Two hot girls on a hot summer night
Looking for love
]
Ghetto prone federal Jay-Z shake the dice let 'em go
Better know I tear down every show better known cheddar prone
Like the chrome big Rolls say it y'all
Somebody's got to help me
This girl's drivin' me insane
'Cause some they likes it hot
And some they likes it cold
And some they just don't like
treated like Coke and get capped up niggas
The only thing funny
Is y'all never seen big face money
Till them big face 20's
[Chorus 2x]
[Jay-Z
barrels if you order it by post
(It comes to you in barrels if you order it by post)
For dinner on my birthday shall I tell you what I chose?
Hot noodles
eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
It was like Rapunzel
Rapunzel?
Down came his hair
Titties popped out
And there was ass everywhere
Jay a transvestite?
Not quite he was more like
that crimson sin intensity!
I'm haunted by the mystery of red, red, red!
Red! red knocks 'em dead!
Some like it hot-tah!
I like it red!
Red's my
DJ's scratch the test presses
Like make it mo hot baby
Turn it up, I want to hear it real loud, just
Turn it up, so we can party in the loft, baby
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