Lyrics:
the hot get hotter when I start to rap
And my reward for goin' off is to hear people clap
I'm a monster for music, and my means are to move
Guys and gals'll
Versace gold link stomach chains wit rocks
Official hair style but you stuck up in the spot
Makin love, Duke is weak then he fallin asleep
You
the nigga that be gettin' rappers heated
I'm j-ro, and my style is darker than a mole
My rhyme is so hot you got to stop drop and roll
All the liks
on the top
This is hispano style
HOOK
Hispano Style,
In all the clubs tonight
It takes you by surprise
Don?t turn on the lights, oh oh
VERSE 2
Bring this
With the same FU style I'm wicked and wild and versatile
When the mic is gripped by Chip you better believe it's worth your while
Pause for the cause
But in the morning make sure you're gone
I'm talkin' to you
Hot legs, you're wearin' me out
Hot legs, you can scream and shout
Hot legs, are you
But in the morning make sure you're gone
I'm talkin' to you
Hot legs, you're wearin' me out
Hot legs, you can scream and shout
Hot legs, are you
It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook
If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it, then so be it
'Cause nowadays
I want a hot girl summer with you by my side.
It's the way you've looked at me
On the screen all through the Spring
I'm ready to go outside
And have
I didn't order this? (Too hot)
What kinda sauce is this? (Too hot)
Can I get some water please? (Too Hot)
This shit is way too hot for me
I think you
sure what that means, they tell me it's good
So I'm artist of the decade, I even got a plaque
I'd hang it up, but the frame is all cracked
I'm
squad abortion a sound
Our crew's like Smokey off soakey
Even Little Bo Peep, your style is weak, guard your Rollie
With all the ice in it, I slash
What's your legacy gonna be?
What's your legacy?
(I got the)
Sauce like Worcestershire
Like mic, hot for sure
Icy cool, Icy hot (Hot! Hot! Hot!)
Unique,
Cause instead of walkin' by
She walked right up and with a smile
Said c'mon boy I like your style.
(Whistles)
Will I date her
So long boy's
I'll
speechless, yeah
My mind was in a whirl
'Cause talkin' to a girl
Is my weakness
I guess I musta caught her eye
'Cause instead of walkin' by
She walked
you the style called that get right
This here is that style called that get right
Alright
nosebleed
Ogre style as I mosey over to the frozen aisle
By the frozen yogurt this guy approached me
Embarrassed, I just did Comerica with Hova
The show's
Reggae, Dancehall music
Industries rocked by BDP
So girls throw your hand in the air
Put 'em down, turn around
And move your bo-dy-dy-dy beat Change
Hot
cushion is not a cigar brand
[Verse 22: The Clipse]
Red rum, red rum, such power in the tongue
Never in the wildest, was he talkin' da dum
Style on n*ggas,
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
Things is rearranged something's changed
I say who done fucked it up?
Who? Hot Karl gonna switch it back up
Something's changed, let's go toe for toe
But in the morning make sure you're gone
I'm talkin' to you
Hot legs, wearing me out
Hot legs, you can scream and shout
Hot legs, are you still in
But in the morning make sure you're gone
I'm talkin' to you
Hot legs, wearing me out
Hot legs, you can scream and shout
Hot legs, are you still in
be working hard
Without any rest
The studio is my playground
But I’m not here to play games
Like an F1
I’m going high speed
Lightning style
Just like
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