Lyrics:
The Arrival
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in,
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side.
When they catch sight
it hot
The R.J. makes it hot
So get up and get up and don't stop
Everything's gonna be alright
Let's get this on tonight
It's time to get real
Spark it up
Baby, let's spark it up, now pass it left
Spark it up man
We smoked the best
Spark it up
Now pass it left
Spark it up
Yeah
Shit, yo,
Gotta come up before I die, take care of my jits
Hold up, yea single file, I know you all want it
Pull up by my dolo sliding on my John Wick
Damn baby, yo
it, let 'em in
The king of England woulda left us alone
If he saw Jessica Simpson eat an ice cream cone
Teeny bikinis, red, white and blue
floatin'
So you gots to dance for me (Talk to em)
Don't need no hateration, holleratin'
In this dancery let's get it percolatin'
While you're waiting so
First John chapter three
Verse four men
A search warrant
Has been put out
Show me your hands get down
Amongst men, what is sin, The transgression
tell her style by the way that she walks
Fatty flickin' like it was dubs on it
Peep how this player got skills, get 'em out the gator high heels
a-rock and shuffle your feet
And let it change up to a dance called the freak
And when you finally do come into your rhythmic beat,
Reast a little while
let it, let it shine
Like which one of y'all gone shine, let it, let it shine
While you're in a clappin' mood, clap, clap, clappin', clappin' mood
"When you hot, you hot"
I said "Yeah?"
When you're hot, you're hot
And when you're not, you're not
Put all the money in and let's roll 'em again
motherfucker who think this is
On the celly bumpin' Makaveli
I hold no grudge
You diss me, I diss you, love is love
I heard his body was too hot to get near it
like my rap
It's like the yak is the fights that got me spillin' on the right track
And I like this Will so I might get ill
On the mics somebody might
like my rap
It's like the yak is the fights that got me spillin' on the right track
And I like this Will so I might get ill
On the mics somebody might
out on the street let her get that cheese
My bad is that your freak
But you know how a thug do
When a nigga hit that, it's fuck you
Keep it snug,
get popped
I'll be back in love with her when it gets hot
Drop loads on her like the snow will drop
Like I'm like sorry boo, i don't mean to shit talk
I
come and get ya right
Boy let me fill your appetite
Won't you let me know what it is you like
And I'll do those sexy things for you
I'll let you call
'em Softly with this song, adding on
Let them toes get they tag on, dead men run no marathons
On my shift, shooting that gift, knowin' he snitched
the raw, off the wall, hot doo-doo
That Oh My God, Allahu Akbar, Juju
That shit you ain't heard since Premiere and Guru
It's for us, by us - FUBU
Better get
collide
Your twice as hot
Wet through
The new extras
Get you by in life
High on life
I wonder what
Life would be like
If no more
Women were dykes
And as long as I keep
Dancin’ in circles it’ll
Feel real good to be lonely lET’S GO!
Tap down those boots while I
Spin around the circle
Hands up, lets go!
You?s a mutha*** hot boy, hot boy
Fire, you get me hot 'cause
What they do?
You?s a motha*** hot boy, hot boy
While you gettin? froze up
I?ll go hook my
While we watching Rick and Morty
Trying to kick it with my homies
On the east side of Pomona
Off of Holt and San Anton'e
A dozen street lights rom Ramona
come and get it
Come and get it while it's hot (Ha, ha, ha)
Baby, come and get it
Baby, come and get it
You always get the best I got
I swear
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