Lyrics:
and drunk by the water
Kept that sunburnt love getting hotter
And that feeling never faded like the tan lines on your skin
I'd do June, July, and August
cops
See that shine from my wrist to my neck is all rocks
Gucci flip flops with Louis Vuitton socks
Li-Listen lil bitch we don't fuck with small talk
We
by yours truly
Fiend for that cheese, I ain't talking Ratatouille
We don't compare, boy you sing for the coochie
Bitch I'm hotter than a flame in
forget her date
Heard of my plan, she fuckin' with me anyway
If she thicky like Nicki I put that pussy on my plate
How you not notice the flyest niggas
too loud, mister
Not now
I'm catchin' I'm catchin' I'm catchin' I'm catchin'
I'm catchin' the eyes of a fabulous beauty
Can tell by her grin that she
me a reason
To leave a nigga bleeding
The summer is hotter than Syrian women in heat
That's reason enough, motherfuck any allegiance, ya heard me
Give
puttin' on
You're hotter than July (super hot)
Super colder than December (so cold)
You got me dancin'
The dancefloor tells no lies (tells no lies)
to lovin' you
(Hold)
There ain't nothin' that I'd rather do
She's pretty as a field of daisies
She's sweeter than watermelon wine
Way hotter than the alabama
99, premature young nigga barely made it by, I seen my brother Ken in blood
That shit made me cry
Young nigga been thru hella shit was born in 99
Cr*ckers ain't playin'
Like Tebow, man
My block hot
Hotter than the flames of hell
Most the homies went to prison
or they 6 feet in the grave
Up all
like Mmm
Healing? healing
You're healing some of your wounds
That were inflicted
When these motherfuckers was stunting on you
Mmm
Money cars bottles
thought reality was not part of the plan
By reaching out you lit the spark forever
Louis thought he'd find the answer
In a world that has no soul
He
I want it all (I want it all, yeah)
I want it all (I want it all, yeah)
[Tim Armstrong]
Some come hoping to bleed it
Some look up but don't see
Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal
as a summertime shootout (yeah)
Hotter than them ass whippings I
Got for throwin' food out (yeah)
Hotter than when ya school's out (yeah)
Hotter than when ya momma
What I don’t understand is, how you move ya ass like that to the music, yea
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Blaze
Hotter burning hotter
We burning hotter than the sun
Ablaze
Hotter
fuck em I got em
I grip em up from the bottom
I keep it hotter than lava
That’s it !!
Dont buy em Gucci or Prada
Wont get a penny just Henny
See we
Davis Director of the CIA
Louis Armstrong Minister of Agriculture
Thelonious Monk was to be Roving Ambassador
And other cabinet members included
Ella
got people saying
Oooo Weee when I'm on the M.I.C.
Oooo Weee who you love to hate, Monarch G
Oooo Weee who else puts it down like me
I'm hotter than
You man ah pree now (now)
Can you bend you back
baby just spin around
Body hotter than a coffee & a cappuccino
She a mochaccino
Every man ah pree you
Well, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
We got a little crazy
I been doin' good, so good
I been on my best behavior
I been livin' by the book
I shoulda known that sooner or later
You'd walk in this place
Looking like a million bucks! Smelling
Like a brick or raw
Went and bought a yellow Breitling
Cuz these haters piss me off throwin' all
That bullshit
hat and she reach and try to snatch it
Baby you be hotter than a match stick, bad bitch
Make a snapback look fantastic but sorry you can't have this
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