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like Hot Sauce in this bitch We got the drip
I’m online and I’m networking I’m coming through with that Disc
Hold up time out look at this
Look at this

No i never really like to go dancing
Why? i’ll tell you 
Why? i’ll tell you
Everybody on the floor is too pretty
Everybody on the floor is too pretty

My Name Denis so you know I'm a menace
Big boss I handle my business
too much sauce when I'm in the kitchen
Serve it hot like an iron chef
I'm in

cap
When you keep saying that you look real bad
Yeah you're bad
But in a good way
Touche
You got me speechless like a toothache
Hot like a blue flame

I'm that pretty boy with them streetlight warm eyes
I'm that pretty boy with the wavy hair like ocean tides
I'm that pretty boy with the summer heat

including
Racial prejudice - are influenced more
By material things like food
And economic necessities than by the
Fear and awe and bigotry
Generated by

following the light
Please do not follow
I find myself at night
Just sitting in my sorrow
Pretty white lines
Likes there's no tomorrow
do it do it do it
Till

Cortex with the ray gun (Zap)
Vaporize ya just like the sun (Its hot)
Chew ya up just like some gum (Mentol)
Majin Buu when i say yum (Buu!)
You know this

sleep
Purring 
This shit Is deep 
We’re in
Pets make me  like A hitachi 
I stay hot like hibachi 
You know alligator Jesus?
Keeps my grillOn fleek
Let’s

I got bars for lightyears

Walk into the spot and give him a Woody
I don't do too much, my face just that pretty

Poppin them bottles up in the club

the sauce

When I was there I was raped by my babysitter
I watched some Grady babies
Grow into some Brady niggas
Tom Brady on the field
I know you hate me

middle men, come straight to the source
I see it, I like it, I leave with it, don't ask bout the cost
Dripping in sauce, stones in my cross, you losers is

Goodie Bag

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed
Cause in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed

'Cause', you know me, givin' me left hand dap
P-funk

Sitting in the low light
Reppin for that low life
I'm high just like last night
Girl dance in the moonlight
Crazy living thru a screen
Shout out Wu Tang

spend the night I’ll send the Uber to yo front door
Did you eat?
If not I’ll make you tacos
Have the driver swing you by to Taco Bell to grab some hot

I'm Hot

Erick Sermon

Urban Vibes

2002

(I'm Hot) Open the door, feel the breeze
And park that ass like Aj's and Free's
But this section's E's behind the rope
If your not with me freeze

Stepped in sauce is irrelevant
It's a natural ting I been telling them
It's a factual thing I been getting it
The whole place light up when I step in

Looking hot in her make up
Cool in her sweater
But it seems like nobody ever tries to see further
Everyone her age sounded a bit dumb so she stays alone

Yeah
Another year went by
Still believe I'm the best
Still dealing with my stress
Still achieving success
Try to put in work till it seems I'm

God I feel like a failure there's no path insight
I can't trust your guidance when I can't see your light
Feels like I can't move everything holds me

scratch up
Nuh old like tire 
Yu nuh pucnture nuh patch up
Hot peeper sauce tell tomato catchup 
Block traffic hot topic Hmm
Hi Wendy what up
Megan you body

the blue ones
Counting all night
Might cry if i lose em
Might jive with a few sluts
They so hot i drive with the roof up
No biggie
She like me I'm pretty

getting grain like it’s oatmeal
Crushed by the sin like it’s road kill
Dipped in the sauce like I’m rotel
Ohh Aye
On my knees pray
Know they gone hate
But

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Oh, Oh, Oh
I done lost some friends by the way
I done bought a new Benz by the way
By the way, by the way
Bagged some pretty baddies