Lyrics:
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
educated
Hated by the ladies, cause her cherry on top getting popped, on the daily
Now I wanna see you climb to the top, top, top
Hit it from the back,
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
sushi on the West side
Others just want cajun fries
So that's your dog right there?
That's your dog?
Can I pet that dog?
Nah, I don't wanna pet that dog
Me 'n Weezy like a mouthful of hot peppers
Black Ferrari with the red seats
I call it playin checkers
I'm never doing verses
I'm forever giving
up sound man, that ain't much to ask, yo
Yo, where was I? Oh yeah, the ladies
Throw your hands up so I can read your lifeline
(Peter picked peppers
uninsured you could use your 2nd
Half to pay the doctor bill
I'm hot for real, you a fan Goodz
Most'll toast the metal but the handle
Where I put my hand,
the squad
She sucking my dick well I’m giving her top
Red hot chili peppers no we can’t stop
You will get poked like a bitch that’s in prison
All of my Niggas
Young jedi, all I do is stack bread
I said I be in the crib
Bumpin' Red Hot Chili Peppers
This right here for all my city reppers
Fly talker, sky walker,
a Red Hot Chili pepper
Can you handle?
They always talking but got no receipts
Nothing stands
Ouuu
I'm a winner
Winner chicken dinner that you want,
and take a spin
A whole world we can jump in, if
You wanna play jazz go and pick up Sax
Put fruit on pizza making up snacks
Some chili peppers getting it hot
said "I was in the grape van"
Uhm, well cutie, I like your bougie booty
Come Erykah Badu me, well, let's make a movie
Hell, you know my repertoire is
autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't
proud
Ouu Ouu
Red,white,blues in the skies (whaat up)
I see the heaven's in your eyes (eyes, eyes)
Smokin woods gettin high (high, high)
Ibiza parties all
And I fuck with desiigner like zana ray
Talk Hot you get hit with the pepper spray
Midnight I be spinning like hula hoops
Niggas say that it's lit nigga
I'm changing my luck till it gets way better
I'm burning up like a red hot chili pepper
But when it's cold I'll give ya my sweater
And every morning ya
Tree by Fall Out Boy
Jimmy Eats World Bleed American
Red Hot Chili Peppers Californication By The Way
Gimme Some Peter Bjorn and John
The Avett Brothers
kid me, shit in my coat aiming at your kidney
Pressure, red hot like chilli pepper
Black 'n Decker hardware avoid the leper
Five o'clock shadowboxer,
I know where to find her when I cross that Rio Grande
We really get it cookin' when we get down by the water
Like a chicken quesadilla and a red hot
red
This that imma get you started just by rubbing on your ass
I'm gone lay you on yo stomach she love kisses on her back
I tell her that pussy mines
'Cause step by step, gettin' lost in your love
Inspired, I'm getting closer to you
Every time, can't get enough
Enjoy the ride, hold on tight
We going
You can hang out with the Red Hot Chili Peppers
You can lie to me and say it's not true
You can drive ol' Mike Ness down to Houston
Tell all
spicy (spicy)
It's like there's red pepper stuck to the bottom of 'em
Pull up in the dawn, spicy
250 on the arm, spicy
They hate me, I see why, I
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