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asking for moe
But I'm know that you pussy
You ain't gone pull through
We was smoking on ya cousin
I guess we smoking you too

My name is hot
But I don't

I used to fuck this hot Latina named Agnis who wore glasses
I couldn't even begin to tell you how phat her ass is
Her pussy was sweeter than a bottle

my shot ima score
Just know whenever I say it's a go
My race to the racks I been tryna get it
Wanna fuck up some commas
Get it hot when it's cold ima

your shit is hot but I'ma show you what is really heat
They download your song a minute later, press delete
I got em jumping up like a lit a fire

man
Couldn't give a fuck if you lack
Move forward
Im a make you move back
Im off subject had
Had no budget
Still i drop shit
Always hot shit
They try

still try to kick it and reminisce

Like remember all the hot nights?
In the back seat
Back when kissin' and touchin' would
Turn to fuckin' and
Fuck

where all da top chop shops are
The rap I rock's not far from a drop-top Cop car!
Hop out on the hot tar, run! Break the cuffs!
You got ta duck from

a dime
I like em slim fine, big fine any kind
Choppa make you, take it like that
But me and my click, really

[Hook]

[Curren$y]
Curren$y the Hot Spitter,

Something I tried to let go
You must find that one thing
And that's something you find on your own
Yeah
I'm bout to get it by any means
Boy that's just

moving, its up to the top
Non-stop, feeling rain drops as I to the spot
As I rise from the dark, and I aim for the sun
Too hot, new drop, new shoes so I

I need that
Like niggas driving with they seat Back
Constantly telling you pass the weed Back
Feedback niggas been giving me is Incredible
But this

the cold
Once celebrated, to bring warmth dashy joys
Now it's all about the presents, flashy toys
The true meaning faded, love chased away
By status

or either in the sky flyin by feelin jetlag
Ya job I respect that, your probably regret that
Ya mad and ya broke I'm laughin where they cash the checks at
Ya

It's like hot porn found in
The forest in the fall
I'm popcorn proud, ain't a popcorn fraud
I'm a popcorn frog cause I
Get it with my tongue
Carry it

5th Gear

Andre Nickatina

Conversation with a Devil [CD & DVD]

2003

on the highway, the plane, the plane mein,
Nickatina lake for a slate again, with hot weatha, hot leatha
And hot chedda, you bring the beats with the hot borettas,

madness
Who we kidding I got mad tricks
The way I lay up lines is practice, I'm tryna get hot
I passed assistance after this is abacus
That means: they

syringe
And drill your nut sack to the seat your in
You want props? You don't deserve it, you're not ill
I won't stop 'til every rapper lurkin' has got

approaches
Get hung by your laces
Down the mile
We don't ever smile
A threat to the night
If you're in the clouds
It'll
Hijack many highs
No one in the cockpit

The hottest young men in the business
And by hot I mean they're really doing it
And doing it outta sight, sight, sight, sight
Ah, ah, ah, ay, nature

exit wounds might need some glue
Hot seat settings, don't be that yute
I'm with Pirate so we need that loot
In this hooptey with about four yutes
When

Merchant of Metaphors

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

jet contrails so long that

It can be seen in time zones eight hours apart by NORAD
Bow waves are made when I sweep my arms back
To fast track

root to the peak
Walk to my beat, I’m on my seat
I’m on a path that aint marred by belief
Nectar is sweet, Bathed in amrit
Baptismal waters that flow

like a high seat

Bitch you know that S.P.I.K.E's king
Beating me's unlikely
Try to sneak one by me
Your death will be untimely 
Your clock ticking don't

Cocaine!
I got kids to feed
Man, I can't see why they would envy me
I ain't even out here gettin' MVP
My studio, has empty seats
I ain't playin' no little