Lyrics:
to touch
Walk past the boys
Hear them all start to hush
Hot, too hot to touch
You wanna hate me
But you just can't get enough
I'll be dancing by myself
of nectar
Into his cistern pour his love
His courage and compassion
Magma trickles from above
Perfected by its craftsman
cs the last drop falls
So too does
around my G
You know P drop that fire, ah I drop heat
Too hot to handle too cold to hold
This two-hundred thousand on my wrist bone
This is 22 long right
sharing this dicc she shiesty
None of her home girls like me she go to war with this dick she feisty
Shoot this shot like Spike Lee
She a hot lil bih hot
red hot, well it's like do you think you'll make it home ok, because step after step you'll be digging your grave they're good they got it they know
can you handle my stamina?
You won't believe the things I say when you walk by
My game cool but when it's on but it's hot when I talk high
Now
Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds
I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down
I went right home and I went to bed
I stuck that
whiskey too
So I'm off that stuff
Like good whiskey, like it hot
Like my women, like them lot
But they make a fool of you
So I'm off that stuff
Going
downtown
Who sexy? You sexy! put the fire, put the fire out
How sexy? Too Sexy! Oh my lord
Hot Lips
Is that what they called you back home
By now they must
hot, too cold,
I'm-I'm red hot blue cold.
I knock your melon out your fruit bowl,
All my guns black, I got true soul.
Yeah, and I call my coupe
wanna know the question
KDot, everybody stressin'
This is the message that
I'm kickin' too wicked
Straight from Compton
If you come around my city
You'll
hot, too cold,
I'm-I'm red hot blue cold.
I knock your melon out your fruit bowl,
All my guns black, I got true soul.
Yeah, and I call my coupe
And I had me a buddy back home
But he started out to roam
And I hear, he's out by Frisco Bay
And, sometimes when I've had a few
His old voice comes
by Aaliyah):
I wonder if I take you home will you still be in love baby
Because I need you tonight
Wonder if I take you home would you
hot, too cold,
I'm-I'm red hot blue cold.
I knock your melon out your fruit bowl,
All my guns black, I got true soul.
Yeah, and I call my coupe
Well, it looked like everybody felt just about as bad as I did
Everybody started drift off to home
Me and my brother did too
Then a few weeks later, I
'Cause I got another hot mama, and she lives in Baltimore
(Play it a little bit now boy, stand by you gonna hear it again, next year...)
the stacks
Before I open my mouth, I get all the facts
I could never fall off, it's too many hot tracks
I'm affiliated with too many hot cats
To end up,
nuclear my Rocket 88
Well get down on the darkside of the moon
And leave a little somthin' on the dune
This home by ten is gonna have to wait
'Cause we got
(yeah)
Me, I just hustle and flow
Find a track, start and pimp on a ho
The block got hot, a nigga had to get low
Get the fuck outta dodge and hit
My uncle
too expensive anyway anna
Was there, however
So I politely introduced myself
With a fever-red
Face and explained the reason for my
Intrusion i can
shadows are too deep,
In the realm of the restless, (you’re the torment I can’t leave.)
Chorus
Haunted by you, in the dark I see your face,
A phantom
Do you live in that big bright sky?
Do you live in that big bright sky?
Where the sun don't grow too hot in the summer time
The moon washes it's
Stay
Stay
Stay
Peace to the Five Percenters, online engine inventors
Shout to them niggas, family men, bringin' home dinners
Watch out for
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