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Utwór: I'm a Hot Boy

  • wykonawca: Hot Boys
  • album: Get It How You Live!!
  • wyświetleń: 1130

[B.G.]
  I take drama as far as it could go
  I ain't no ho
  That is something u would wanna know
  I get loose as a goose
  When beef in my presence
  i'm a hot boy fa'sho
  Nigga a living legend
  I straight creep if I get beef with ya
  They got T-shirt waiting on yo fucking picture
  Yo head leak like water drippin from a faucet
  Cause I was in the hospital
  Yo wootay these niggas think I lost it
  But I'm still a head busta
  Run with straight real niggas
  That's a fatigue nigga
  So this the deal with ya
  All about cash daddy
  Face behind the mask daddy
  Choppers with 50 in em'
  Ready to blast daddy
  Duck or get down nigga
  Bounce or get bounce nigga
  U on side of a milk carton
  Can't be found nigga
  Take it how u wanna
  Bring how u feel
  Take in blood nigga you get it how u live
    Chorus: ( Juve)
  Where the villian be
  That's where I'll stand
  I'm comming with autilary
  Up in my hand
  I'm showing u bitches the reason I'm the man
  I'm stopping u hoes from breathing u understand
    Verse 2: ( B.G)
  It don't stop
  It want stop
  My glock on safety
  Cock if you get shot
  Don't get shocked
  Cause you are aware of my actions
  U know I that U heard of me
  And that's a fact son
  I'm bout whatever u bout nigga allday
  I'm 100% thug
  U wont't trigga play
  It's all gravy let's handle it
  I get scandalous
  I call baby it's confusion
  Army tool we using
  He beep me back
  We clicking up we set up
  A dangerous mob
  Once u wet up
  No getting up
  That's how it is
  I hustle for my G's
  Over hundred G's
  Stun'n with versace
  It's straight soldiers ree's
  And soldiers rags, soldiers hats,
  Soldiers jackets nigga we bustin' soldiers pants
  We wanna go all the way out
  And thug?????
  Uptown my stumpping ground we camflouge down
    (chours)
    Verse 3: If you aint bout no paper
  I ain't fucking with ya
  U outta line
  I'm gon flip ya
  B.g toten big pistol
  U know I represent
  Full of that dope behind lime tint
  Mercedes what I'm in
  We steal is a lil hint
  That u murder if you flinch
  6feet in where u sent
  My occupation consist
  Putting momma on the front bench
  My click is often dangerous
  If they caught to hang with us thug with us
  Cause trust if u outside ain't no love with us
  Where I'll be all my rounds fucking down
  And that's dat UPT
  U ain't gotta hide you get down
  But it all good
  U get dirty I get dirty
  We all hood U be slurgin I be slurgin
  In the 929 fullu loaded sitting on chrome
  I'm hot boy that need a hot girl to take home
  I aint' gone bone light
  On dat dope dick
  I know you heard that we go all night
  Yo girl ?????? say B.G. ain't right
    Chorus til end
  

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