Lyrics:
pants saggin', fuckin' ya goose
I'm like nothin' to you
dumpin' the Rug' and your group in a red coog'
jump in the Isuzu and cruise
blank tints,
this city is too hot
I like to see girls that fit in a tube top
we listen to the boom box
of biggie and tupac
my players scream
how we get on?
never
on the block they call me Mr. Clean
In my life, I see red, got no help from vizine
Yes, I keep a burner, and a Hot Wheels burner (Yeah)
Yeah I'm more burning
made our way
A little patience, the time we pray
Can't imagine that this love is through
Feelin' the pain, girl when you lose
Ot it's too hot, too
CHORUS
Girl you’re too hot to handle, You’re too hot to hold,
It’s too hot a scandal,
To ever be told,
To ever be told.
BRIDGE
That day you drove on by
know
You hot
You know, you know, you know
You hot
You know, you know, you know
Especially when you bounce, bounce (we all just taking like a Magic
Red Hot Girl in a Chevrolet
Words and music By: Christopher Paul (Maslyar)
Copyright: Genoa Music Co.
Let me tell you all a story about a girl I
a ride!
I bet y’all here now, that she’ll be by my side.
Hot Blon‘ Baby, my Solo Jelly
Red Headed Woman, give it to me!
Blon‘ Baby, don’t you do me wrong,
Hot Shit
Boy you better stop it
Whew
Caught
Red hand red hand
If we talking bout a play
I got hot cheeto dust on my fingertips
Melee melee for
the galaxy!
I go by the name of $eventeen
And you just tuned in to 1717.17 FM
Journey through the infinity
Is about to start just
Any moment
it's true
You know that it's true
It's true
I be tapped in my phone
Thru the whole night
Too busy tryna hold mine
Where do I start
Where am I to begin
Ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody approachin' us
By the time they catchin' up, we smoked it up
And my eyes be red, my lips a lil' dark
The Lou is more
And a bell on the lock
Now she don't answer the door,
'Cause she takes that good long look at you,
And you look too tough
The air is hot and heavy
Caught in the crossfire, warnin' fight
Legends make or break game
Swept up by the rollin' waves of the night
They chase for fame
An' I was too
a working man.
I'm gonna need a shot of vitamin E
by the time you're finished with me.
I'm talkin' to you, Hot legs, you're an alley cat.
Hot legs, you
weirdly lit,
And the careless feel of a bit of steel burns like a red-hot spit;
When the mercury is a frozen ball, and the frost-fiend stalks to kill
he hot
I just might slap a cutter on the tail pipes
A hunnid I'm runnin' thru red lights
They should've never tried to count me out
Now it's too late
in the Tahoe
She stay by my side like a motherfuckin' shadow
Hoes be leaving me solo
It's me, myself, and I right now
YSL make me your logo
I'm too
me a drink and it's toxic (drank)
New York drippin', it's straight out the faucet (drip)
Nigga can't bite and they cop it (bite)
I be too stiff, I
(What's happenin' Chi Chi?)
Yeah
Got this shit up out the mud
Still grindin' like I'm tryna get my weight up (weight up)
Went and gave too many
until
We left that n**** head hot
Red eye red dots, f*** them
Give em head shots, thought
He was a savage until we
Turned him to a dead op
Red eye red
surprise
I caught a flashing smile
She grabbed me by the arm
And we'd start dancing
Yeah, She's too hot for me
She's too hot for me
She's too hot for me
Had
on
Major league chicks about to set the tone
We too much (We too much)
We too much (We too much)
Its too hot
Its best you don't touch
Its like any mic we
molly on me, Lude knew I just re'd up
Dib and dab in this some new designer
I just dib and dab with the semi-touch
We on the red carpet surrounded by
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