In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot
Lets talk about the cars y'all got
A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air
Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there
He say, she say." oh my god
I though i was red hot
My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,
Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop
Now you got me hopped up on that
They so hot all i do is admire it
Im hot the only time that i flop is when im rocking
If everybody play their position, we can win this thing
Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot
Maybe this might actually make the night hot
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