Lyrics:
you hot but you might not blow
Lot of rappers want fame in the game so they sell they souls
But baby yours is the purist
Tryna explore your heart give
the sun, moon, stars, seas and fish and birds, then animals
And to top it all off let us make man in our image, after our likeness
And let him have dominion
chillin' with the radio on
I like it like that!
Damn, sun's so hot, make the girls take it all off
I like it like that!
Yeah, one more time, I can never
like fire
She hot like coal
She hot like fire
She hot like stove
She hot like fire
She hot like coal
She hot like fire
She hot like stove
She hot
of the planet
I kill killing orders like a lieutenant
Hit the planet Earth then explode like a human cannon
The universal author, born to kill saga
Givin'
cll I need is Sandy beaches
Sun dipped skin lick me
I'm golden honey baby
Florida sun yes its a party
Drinks on me
It's Hot like a Sweat Shoppe
Booty
of the planet
I kill killing orders like a lieutenant
Hit the planet Earth then explode like a human cannon
The universal author, born to kill saga
Givin'
Flick
Eating all day sun rays it's a picnic
Offer me the world God's furnace imma stick wit
Turn the heat up turn it hot hot hot
Simmer my reply like dot
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
ain't familiar
I can tell by your walk and charisma
Hai wangi bangela uk'shisa
Mbambe, hot
Mbambe, hot
Girl know you hot like the sun in the day
In
never to old to be afraid
Nine-millis & battle plans both had been drawn
And the traps were all set by Kevin, for John
As two Christmas legends prepared
Uh, top hots, tycoons, big cheeses
Plus the perpetual jahahnjawel priestess
Homies and lurkers and things like that up under the vertical shade
to the motherfuckin',
One of the hardest lieutenants on the tank, Mystikal.
We was all born to be soldiers.
See, these evil thoughts,
They was scarred into our
infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard TEC got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners
And my bitch
the tower doors, safe this place ain't
Up to the top, I can see the whole planet it would seem
The sun is beatin on my head as I'm livin my horror dream
inside a lot
Tryna not be hot and get caught
By these motherfuckin' mer
Throw that nigga in the turf
Red dead enemy ironic cuz he reppin' twelve on his
a hot mess
I need you dickridin ass niggas to jock less
You better get ya gal
'fore she part of the process
I have her ass pumpin like
The dope in
offended
Dre he a fool
He be getting it
Don’t give a fuck
Like I’m lacking attendance
Know I push it to the limit
I’m giving orders lieutenant
It’s a war
from some players In the industry
Underground wi nuh matter media
Top a Di food chain dem a bottom feeder
Wi deh pon Di Wi-Fi like Speedometer
Hot a road
Walking lick a banko boy so you know i gotta keep it on me
Finna drop my tape right now feel like they sleeping on me
And aint cuffed to no bitch
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta over
got me hot like hot like
Yeah I wanna take you home
Gonna miss my flight and that's alright yeah
Yeah we go around the clock
Till the sun come you're
right beside his flat
Like a soldier in Kiev living under war Simply cannot afford to not protect
The siege of a lieutenant's horde So he conquers peace
hunter so you know she want some more
Green light ina' four by four door
Shotgun no passenger (Shhh)
He run AOL like messenger
Red beam headshot he feel
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