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Kottonmouth Kings

Kottonmouth Kings is an American hip hop group from Placentia, Orange County, California. Kottonmouth Kings officially formed in 1994, and describe themselves as "psychedelic hip-hop". Kottonmouth Kings are composed of Daddy X (singer of Humble Gods, X Pistols, former singer of Doggy Style), Lou Dog (drummer of Humble Gods and former drummer of Doggy Style), D-Loc, Johnny Richter, DJ Bobby B, Taxman, and newest member/ vocalists: The Dirtball. The group first attracted attention with the song "Suburban Life," which appeared on the soundtrack to the film Scream 2. more »

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2005

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Make it hot, make it hot woo, 
Make it hot hot I said make it hot

The joint the joint the joint is on fire
We don't need no water we just wanna let it burn 
(make it hot make it hot)
Hot like an inferno dollar bills shit you gotta earn those, 
Fats joints yea you gotta burn those,

Make it hot make it hot, 
And burn the whole spot to the ground, 
Smell the pot from the pounds burnin' up your town,
Never stop from hittin sounds from the
Underground

Make it hot make it hot

We're ten years into this thing and were still doin' this, 
The longa magic bus playin' no train were still persuin' this, 
The life of screaming kottonmouth
Kings! And makin' music, yes we still smokin' mad green 
And livin' for our own amusement,
See we really don't care what other people think of us cause we make
It hot, created a buzz 
And we takin' over from L.A. to Japan fans 
They be the greatest y'all my motherfuckin' mans what

I make it hot d loc all is up in the g-spot,
Pussy always wet when I run up on the set yes 
And if its not then my rhymes ain't tight no
So that means that your flow is bootied 
And you gots to go yo hold up for a second 
You need to give this cat just a lil' more indo' smoke 'em out let 'em
Know what you about ah make it (hot) make it (hot) make it (hot) make it (hot)

Hot like an inferno dollar bills shit you gotta earn those, 
Fats joints yea you gotta burn those,

Make it hot make it hot, 
And burn the whole spot to the ground, 
Smell the pot from the pounds burnin' up your town,
Never stop from hittin' sounds from the
Underground

Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot

I'll make it hot wit the slow flow here we go everbody 
Know I keep it poppin with the indo ill make it hot 
So this shit will never get cold
Know I make it hot soo styles likes valva moe
Ill make it hot so you know it don't stop, 
Its the d double dash I be the kream of da krop yo
So now you know just who you fuckin with 
Who you fuckin' with who you fuckin with

I make it hot I keep the whole place sweatin' 
And you know I keep it hot so myself I'm always bettin'
I be the one kid that who nobody be steppin' with my
Mic tucked tough and my music as my weapon
We make it hot we keep the spot poppin'
And we keep it hot cause we party non stoppin'
We got the pot that keeps people droppin' like fly's I ain't tellin' no
Lies we make it hot

Make it hot, hot like an inferno dollar bills shit you gotta earn those, 
Fats joints yea you gotta burn those,

Make it hot make it hot, and burn the whole spot to the ground, smell the pot from the pounds burnin up your town, never stop from hittin' sounds from the
Underground

Make it hot make it hot make it hot

The joint the joint the joint is on fire we don't need no water we just wanna let it burn

Sketched out stretched out in the back got a a Guinness in my mouth
In my sack all my people know what I'm about see 
I'm a mack ima hit the stage turn the page no turnin' back 
You got one life one chance
This is it got a
Fat joint in my hand and now its lit I'ma grease ball 
Grimmy type when I spit see I'm all ?
Sticky shit in my pipe my stoner kick be flyin' high like a kite
What'd you expect all these ladies lookin' soo fine 
Up in the set me I'm prime time I got mine that's mr X
Gotta bullet proof when we shoot straight in my heart!
See we put the ball in the hoop tear you apart 
We get high score when we tour
Then cash the checks and leave em all clueless sore

Make it hot, 
Hot like an inferno dollar bills shit you gotta earn those, 
Fats joints yea you gotta burn those

Make it hot make it hot, and burn the whole spot to the ground, 
Smell the pot from the pounds burnin' up your town, 
Never stop from hittin' sounds from the
Underground

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