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Man you lor Niggas hot, what the Fuck is you mad that you not?
How the fuck Niggas take up ya spot
Flashlight, red dot, that's how Niggas really got
red rover
You run through all my thoughts, so I keep overthinking
Just to get a glimpse of you after you're leaving
I don't wanna rush our time but by
Hot cocoa by the fire light
Our chimneys got the room
Cookies and Carrots too
For Santa and his crew
I heard they'll soon be taking flight
White snow
too wild
Remember them days, I was going through my files
Came in the game, I'm hot , never mild
Toting berettas like I'm toting my files
My rap ain't
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round
Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover
of pupils into ya pupils
Yeah, boo I see you too
Damn right I wanna do you too
In ya eyes I can tell what you thinkin'
Why ain't we somewhere hot for
a heatwave) coming at us (coming at us)
Too hot to think straight (too hot to think straight)
Too cold to panic (cold to panic)
All of the problems just feel
You're 22 (you're 22)
Too hot to handle (too hot to handle)
Girl, I wanna handle you
Put my hands up on you, baby
You're 22 (you're 22)
Too hot
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I, face
too hot
No side of ranch
Can’t cool off
A Brewtus can’t quench this thirst
Wait, let me Saucy Gloss first
Come on over, taste my face
You know you
too much
Drinking a cup of punch, tropical
Every last Thursday of the month
Daddy put tha hot grits on my chest in tha morning
When I was sick
Fiyah Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes fiyah gun
The police corrupt, they want us locked in prison
Every where there's war
Keep your
and the parasol have finally found their way?
Too green
Do I care?
Too blue
Yes...
Too soft
What should I do? Well... Red
Pitch black dreams
1,900 degrees
Too cold to tell you how I feel
Too hot to get out from the sheets
When I fall asleep
I see the sky turning into
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 scratch my
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
a beautiful day, Jeep top down All American girl
What a beautiful way, to take the world by storm
Now I wish you would stay, but You're
Too Hot, Your Too Hot
I got hot sauce in my bag swag
Spicy Lil mama I stay way up
If you owe me money I'm like pay up
Never know just what I'm gonna say ah
Serving all
A bottle of whites, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I, face
I got are from soakin' too long when the ship got hit by a plane
And right here about four years back I met Grasshopper MacClain
The sun was a burnin'
our way
A little patience, the time we pray
Can't imagine that this love is through
Feelin' the pain, girl when you lose
Oh it's too hot, too hot, lady
With his eyes so red and bloodshot
It's what the street turns you
What you into the motto
Survival of the fittest
Keep off when a nigga so hot
So when
ridin'? Leather seats TV's with the beat too
How you ridin'? Gettin' bent behind tint you can't see through
And my rims way bigger than yours
Hot gun
feeling sky high
But these people beeping at me at the red light
Zoom Zoom
Cool night hot water hot tea hot steam hot rocks hot me
At the Japanese bath
With
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