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I'm hot but still nice on my side of town
Yeah a Glock it don't sound right told em simmer down
I seen the type of death that I don't wanna see again

the body like Rodman, woah
Can't make it outta cape cod man
Dripped in Tshanki
Hot like a Taki
They can't ever ever stop me, never
Call me Big Papi
Sluggin'

You see her there
That's September
Her harsh glare
Is freezing over
If you stare
She might come closer
Don't you dare
Turn your shoulder
Not your

I saw a man as I sat on a bench
Ate my breakfast, the coffee wasn't hot anymore
He looked at me as though I was crazy
I wish I could've told him I

Stewie, we all know he’s a nutter

On da market where my names hot
Corn fed chicken holla Andy in the game shop
Me and James kick it
I could shout Mickey,

got her messed up she not chump
In a class by myself 
So I already won, hot
Been there done that not going back
From na walking dead to alive on track

Using a ring of mountain ash. Keeping a bible. Nailing a horse shoe. Drawing blood. The baby in his cradle has an old look about him. Shovel hot in

my heart up, can't show love, my shit on ten degrees
Want me to feel sorry, ho, I can't fuck all that sympathy
Can't show none, I was down bad, by

exposed
Every day I'm high off you
Overdose
If I ain't doing right by you
Let me know
Let me know
Let me know
I wonder if I'm really enough
Really enough

slut getting fucked by like five guys
You were in and out dicks connect like it's Wi-Fi
Getting rammed getting ram dignity's like bye-bye
You a bitch

still smoking raw, in my neighborhood niggas trap is law
Baddies come around like hot potatoes, know we pass em off
Cute face, slim waist, real petite

Columbia baddie, swear she got wap
We shootin' first, nigga, no, we don't clap back
If it's too risky, we still gonna push that
What you know about Chucky

More they act like they been down with ya struggle
But wasn't down enough, to even share a ounce of ya trouble
When it's money by the pound, don't you

ammunition New nigga playin', you know we bound to kill

Him Pick him up by the ground, you know them hollow
Don't make a sound if that's your nigga Tell them

to me, cuz I don't know
You don't know me,
she ain't told you
You don't fuck with me, what your ho do
Your new squeeze in my old booth Hit your new bitch

white hump
The sum of all the general rage and hate
Felt by his whole race from Adam down
And then, as if his chest had been a mortar
He burst his hot

Put the racks on his head like a honey bun
Dis bih mad she wanna know where my money from
It been gettin' hot out, I might split me one
This bitch

I been a block boy they got a kid started now im making block noise blowers by the crate bitch we play with hot toys like where the cold bitches

goons I got more soldiers (Mo' uh)
I'm brushin these hoes wit a cold shoulder (Fff)
My music been hot my wrist been froze
They prolly think that I'm

Tale or rhymes again

Not too fast Not too slow
Climb it high starting low
Life wants it    Temperate
Life is not too hot Not too cold
Early in

on the ropes
Keep the head up now, shawty saying wow
Cause she see how I hold my crown
Don't come by if you know you gon' snake hiss
No free rides when you

Nigga, I ain't playin', boy, no, I don't want this shit
Hot boy in this motherfucker, stop playin', boy
Goin' hard in this motherfucker, stop playin', boy

weight in and out the Camaro
Niggas was posted right by the Valero
Was hot in the winter like Rio Janeiro
If you don't fuck with me nigga that's cool
You

Aroused and staggered
By grievous fatalities
Bitch
Stop acting cowardly

If we match up
Then I'm leaving the mat, stacked
Undoubtedly
You doubting me
I