Hot Head
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Lyrics
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Hold on, what? Beat West, Beat West (ooh, ooh!) Ridin', what the fuck gon'- Hold on, hold on Beat body rave, bass ya guts (swag) I'm for the press, we'll get A+ (hold on) Chopper got hit at the cable Just pull up and kung, get your face fucked My ass is talkin' it throw J's up Speak on your bro 'cause you're gangsters These niggas is bitches, no makeup, straight up Armie Hammer got a banker, this shit make you wake up Bitch I'm illegal and knighted by gringos Who don't speak my lingo, don't copy my style I want my amigos, we smokin' on pringles Big cuts to my pringles, we ballin' like freako's Bitch I'm a beast, what I blew just like seafoam I sacked all my Fredo's and freed all my chicos Throughout all that chemo, I feel like a hero You pay and my people get wet like a speedboat You play with my people on Jesus' sofa Heard you pop me to beat, bitch I'm hot like Jehovah If a nigga wan' smoke said I'm hot like Jehovah We whoppin' this seven years, it's a takeover She eat out the cup while your bitch never sup it I'm still the same nigga used to ride and fuck her Now I'm eating bagels and be sippin' four Jacks I told her, "Get naked" then I had to fold You said it's your baby, but that bitch a goer She eat up the bowl and no I can't control her She boot up some more you know your bitch a smoker I keep me a forty, you know that bitch a smoker And the smoke is burning you like a toaster Baby like the water hot while I poach her Keep her dirty in the right and I host her Your forty sit on my lap just like a coaster Forty on me, Sean Kent Get smoked on the spot, pothead You don't want me to cut that lil' bro, he a hot head Fuck they all look like Heidi, nigga, I got bread Fuck do I look like hatin' brah, I got bucks Leave early, my gang gon' top for you, not us I slide with the pole, I'ma put the four five up I just pot like four bucks and I can't get my eyes up Get your bitch, be seein' her own shoes Catch her ass sleepin' we givin' her blues Bang him on his head if he wanna act rude I just signed a deal now I'm acting the fool That boy acting sleepy, I put him on snooze I'm blessin' your bit like I sneeze, now achoo She suckin' the meat while I sleep with IQ She smellin' like cookie, she don't wear perfume She smell like cookie, good dope Nigga, your daddy a lawyer, what you in the hood for? I got niggas scared to go to the hoods though You don't really be thuggin', your parents is good folk You ain't really talkin', you don't got no stripes You reach for this money, get hit with this pike And steal three of my niggas, I'm sending up kites Don't come to the west if you value your rights Hot Head want more gun Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:11
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 140 BPM