Lyrics:
Come with me
Fly you out to Greece
Full speed je suis ton genie
Take me hotter than the time
Baby I just need your vibe, really like
Put you in
this go out to the little hard head homies
Who probably goin' see more, ah, assholes than pussy holes
When they get you in that system
have the world to gain
Yeah
Have the world to gain
Heard your praying for them better days
Body like no other girl you hotter than the summer
to catch her eye, now baby what's your trip
Cuz you're hotter than the sun on the Vegas strip
cnd you're cooler than the moon on a cold winter night
Is that
They stay the same
Who am I to change the game?
You gotta move quick like heroin and cocaine
The block's hotter than it's ever been
(Once again)
Hold
numba'
Brown eyed girl
Hotter than the summa'
Around you I get dumba'
I could be your one
Brown eyed girl
Listen miss beautiful
I can be your
the freaks (let's go)
You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk
The way that we talk, cocky, the state of New York (that's right)
Hot now top down
She my blonde lil' baby, yeah
Blonde lil' baby, yeah
Blonde lil' baby, yeah
Oh, oh
She my blonde lil' baby
And she don't try
But she hotter than
Pull up on your block and I'm spraying shit sideways
Lituay$hon hotter yeah I'm hotter than a fireplace
You aint fuckin' gang if you aint gettin'
should be made by two
Two hearts beats as one, dear, two arms make me know you care
I have plenty of loving, your kiss is hotter than an oven
Two
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
now he thinking I'm from Harlem
I love bad bitches that's my motherfucking problem
No ghost writer bitch when rap it's all me
Know I'm hotter than you
and it’s hotter than hades
Bitch I’m cleaner than cocaine in the 80s
Got dreams in my head of a 2 tone
Shit getting crazy need 2 phones
McQueen scarf with
Bounce wit me now, bounce
Bounce wit me now, bounce
Bounce wit me now, bounce uh
I stay fresher than a motherfucker
Cleaner than a pimp
Big 40 got me
in my head can't get out of that hole
I stay wit the heat that shit hotter than coal
Pop me a 10 multiply by 6 that 60
I ride with the Glock but I
keep a SRT full of foxes,
This shit comin out this switch hotter than a skillet
This shit on my necklace, and wrist (ice)
Every occasion I give it
to think to have me maiden head
That I have kept so long
I'd rather I was dead and cold
And me body laid in the grave
Than a lusty, dusty, coal black smith
a nigga up just like Roddy, spicy mami, hotter than wasabi
I be getting checks, I ain't finished yet
Coming for they neck, What do you expect
You know I'm
the goose
In the summer, I take off the brain (woo)
She likes a man that holds it down, spend racks in Louis Vuitton
But he had chain before his first
with Louis Theroux
How am I so sick? That is such a riddle
I'm a class act - and the class is upper middle
But my bloody phrasing's just amazing
Rhymes
your car with the bar, keys are bust
Want something larger? You should
See our trucks but if you're bored
There's more than four wheels on Musk
Hop
am the wolf amongst sheep
I feel Armstrong take a big leap to the leads
Your own brother but you gunning the back
Cops check your front but the gun in
the friends that you make
Hotter than sun, colder than rain
Colder than rain
Whats with the world, everyone's changed
Everyone's changed
Open your hearts sing
to think to have me maiden head
That I have kept so long
I'd rather I was dead and cold
And me body laid in the grave
Than a lusty, dusty, coal black smith
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