Lyrics:
or considerate or vicious
All-around nice or downright bitches
Whatever the weather is: positive or negative
Heat wave or outright blizzard
If you are religious
LIZ:
looking out a dirty old window
down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
NATASHA:
Friday night
Oh shit, is, is that Snoop over there? Oh shit
(Fuck that nigga, bitch, my name is Samsnee, you better recognize)
Ayo, uh, I'm sorry, I just love
Oh shit, is, is that Snoop over there? Oh shit
(Fuck that nigga, bitch, my name is Sam Sneed, you better recognize)
Ayo, uh, I'm sorry, I just love
(Como se mueve la clika!)
(Uh)
BACK ON WORK
(Uh, Uh)
BACK ON WORK
(Uh, Uh)
Double my cash by doubling back
I’m outta the dirt
(Uh, Uh)
Back
Hey! Hey!
What's this tonteria that I'm seeing on the street?
I never thought I'd see the day
Since when are Latin people scared of heat?
When I
Heard a rumor if I blew they might take my soul
That's why I bring my own power with 2 plugs like de la soul
May I stroll to the back of yo mind.
step
See'mon
My car is by Ferrari
And my body's Jack La Lanne
My clothes are by Armani
And my hair is by Elaine
Tiffany and Cartier are
Telling
insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino!
This is not the
Maria
insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino!
This is not the
Maria
insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino!
This is not the
Maria
true
You will never find us blue
Miami, where the rhythm never sleeps
In the heart of the heat, where the magic seeps
Bajo las luces, under
figure speed on before you get peed on nigga
[Mack 10]
Fool what side is you
Red or the blue
While as the l.a. zoo it's round two
I ignite grab
Capsize!
Move to the side boy it's my time
Asian bitch she do that mai thai
Come on fuck boy this is bye bye
I bust down a bitch like the rest it's just her
your mind like la lala la la
This here my street lullaby la lala la la
This here my street lullaby la lala la la
Street niggaz respect fya
So money is
insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino!
This is not the
Maria
to assume
I should be against the law to run into
Cause we all know in LA I'm double you, all so true
Today is the day I split Day in two
What the fuck has
Girl from the heat
Anavee Anavee yea
Girl from the heat
Ana-vee
I just wanna drink a 12 pack ipa
Bout to hit the studio right by la
I'm just getting
to grow, to show
The elevation of a people built is so
Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black one
No more livin for just a small fraction
I was once told by
yeah
It's a feast (it's a feast)
So I gotta eat
I'm on 100 degrees (I spit la flame)
But I turned up the heat
I run it up, I get the bucks
I had to -
massive heat
'Cause a nigga got to do what he gots to do
So if you that type of nigga
Then this shit's for you
All my gun slingin' niggas from
LA to New
antlers
Cancerous cause I ain't got no time to play
When I ask you a question
Answer is the lie where you lay
Lay where you die
Never wake up die where you
Pourin' up, rollin' up, heat it up like a stone in a sauna
Pourin' up, rollin' up, heat it up like a stone in a sauna
Remind me, kindly, the time
concrete block waiting for me
And it's a...
(dark cold night now)
And it's a...
(dark cold night)
My spirit is freezing to ice in this heat
Could you turn
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