HOT Lyrics

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Slide to the scene I pop out like a rubber band

Sippin dusse it make me do my money dance

Got me loose as a goose

But I'm still on my pivot, man

Heat in the stu

Shit I need me a ceiling fan

Big C.E.O.

Making moves I'm a business man

Pockets was thin but they gaining some weight again

Pin head niggas think they tough

Boy, you dirty dan

Cooking these niggas put them in the oven

Running man, running man I'm in a track meet

I'm in the front seat

You in the back seat

Can't get in front of me

You cannot pass me

In my own lane so you niggas cannot catch me

She wanna match me

Cause I roll fatties

She got a fatty

Shorty a baddie

She wanna tap me

No strings attaching

Aye, hollon c-can you bring the hook back one more time?

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Straight to the top

Gotta start going harder

Niggas gon' hate

But I swear I ain't bothered

Rocking some KACE

Got my brand on my collar

This shit too hot

Man, I need me some water

But don't drown a nigga

Unless it's in them VVS

shining like a river

When I slide on the tracks

I do my best to deliver

Super hot fire

Pass me the lighter

So I can get higher

Flavor

I got the sauce like I'm zaxby's

When I'm out of town

Baby, send me attachments

Fell in love once

Now I'm focused on detatching

Cause hoes gon' be hoes so I couldn't blame...