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when the night crawls on, we should dance, we could dance
(Dance, dance, dance, dance)
We can dance

Even if it's hot in here (Even if it's hot

flagrants
This amazing
I ain't stopping till the money stop
5 woods in a hot box
Ballin nigga fuck a shot clock
Bad bitch in a drop top in a crop top gimme

toppy
Anejo n hot tea that’s my hotty totty
In love witta good girl but hoes are my hobby
She fucc me right then I might take her shopping
Face card right

just might do you cold
This shit hot, but my heart kinda froze
I’m a big “YES”, I’m a jock, I’m a goat
And I am what your not, get up out, you a “NO”
God

I got a hot new flow
With an old school soul
And a little bit of cherry on top
I don’t need no fake love
No kiss no hug
Pretty soon know the kid gon

Let the empire know
My letter to the world
Like a pen pal post
I’m so NHouse
I’m rarely outdoors
Mob ties
sopranos
A couple altos
Hot boy, BG, Weezy
Out

Shawty bouge son qwer sur mes toplines, yeah
Branche ta hotline, babe
Elle veut des hots nights, yeah
Hands on booty que sa robe taille, yeah
Quatre

A trap song I really made a trap song, yeah
A trap song I really made a trap song

Bad bitch she's hot yeah she's chasing
Pour up more liquor no

hot
Nah nah chill out rq cus
I don’t give 2 fucks
Ima get on y’all’s asses
Y’all fuckas be dilly dallin
You say you better than me
But I know I stay

The water never functions
The water’s never hot
The way them kitchen lights look now
The ceiling might erupt
Just like rain on Sunday
All around

I'm working to be hot
And all the kids screaming out
Hey!

See these sleeves? No emotions on 'em
Ashes to ashes, put some lotion on 'em
My style won't

this a proper execution
This is a logical flexicution 
This is a logical calculation

Of how I'll be hot in the studio
How I'll be up the radio
I'm

in peace to Regis
Cup of tequila my blunt Mendocine
Hollow tip shells up in that magazine
Hot as a bitch like a chili petine
Hottest mo'fucker this

good
She gimme hot
And she gimme hot hot
In ah the Benz
In ah the Benz 
Shawty come through
With 3 of her friends
I like her
I love her
You need to see

about it
Hate the way that I dance, no shame about it
Chilling with bae in the hot tub
Smoking on gas it’s a hot toke
Giving my haters’ girl back rubs

a coulda never back seat 
Nah play with me ting 
You know it hot well overheat 
Gyal a run up and dung fimme a so dem compete 
Gyal yuh body good body hot

mode
Matter of fact ask about me yo
Since the sandbox I've been playing with the pans and the pots
I cop a pound and stood right out in the lot
Hot, like

to the natural law, it is Gaia in who I confide
I try to lie, but the truth doesn't hide behind a disguise, nor do I
I try to run, exposition is done, burning hot

Five straight months of barbecue diets
Too hot for even the customary riots
Brits complaining as only they could
But, oh, that summer was good

Home

Oh no!  It happened again
This cannot! happen again
Hot! hot! hot
I'm burning through you
The wick got lit, it's going down quick
Oh, and I 
Take!

No limit I do it my way
Master P I put gold on tank
Bout it bout it I know that chu ain't
Make it hot till then boys start to faint
Sip champagne I

or you're not
Life's goin' too fast can't waste time on a thot
I'm gettin' these chills but I'm still feelin' hot
Can't settle for a little I just want a lot

the Gucci shoes and tied a knot
I ain't been outside, I have not
Campin' in the stu', it's gettin' hot
I've been sippin' on that sizzurp
Put my phone down, do

mouth, she get hot, caught a fever (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Feel like it was yesterday doing drive-by's out that Regal, skrrt (Yeah, yeah, grrah, grrah,