song some from my man Nigo SLR, when the doors go up it's like a fresh elle jar Nigga we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frost Yessur... [Bridge]
, same song some from my man Nigo SLR, when the doors go up it's like a fresh elle jar Nigga we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frost Yessur... [Bridge
a seat, just threw My coat right on the floor Grab somebody for a quick dance Boy or girl, it don't matter no more, I'm hot Ha, ha, ha, shit, mix was
of crows judged my every footstep My bones were frozen Penniless and entirely out of breath I washed my beautiful hands in the black market dog water
D. So "You gots to chill" 'cause I "Kill at will" Like solid water dude, y'all niggaz don't get it "Kill at will," solid water? Ice cube Ha ha, that's
[dialogue] Music industry man: What kind of song do you want? Jennifer Lopez: Something hot and spicy! [melody comes on] Jennifer Lopez: Spicier. [melody
Did my best to try to make believe that it was caffeine After a minute, I had a cold shower And oh, I was pissed off at no hot water Hello landlord as
I'm just, tryin' to stay above water y'know Just stay busy, stay workin' Puff told me like, the key to this joint The key to staying, on top of things
in the struggle tryin' to get this fuckin' meal, why? Niggaz act shifty so I shift a long Three tri three chrome, it's the same ol' song I seen the shades
your bladder burning, desperate for a bathroom pass My ????? like a Busta Rhymes statue made of grass C'mon, hypnotise some ass, shit so hot, better jump in the water
points I throw Quick to chop a nigga down like a fuckin' lawn mow Playin' a flow over the limit, in this music business Come wit shit, ya gotta listen, 'til the fuckin' song
color Shit butter hot, but just a little mo' gutter Smash shit regularly, word to my mother Show love for the bitches and put it down for my brudda Hot
(Mase) - Yeah! Uh, (Kanye) - Jesus, Jesus -repeated- (Mase) - This song right here changed my lifea?¦ come on, come on! -Jesus Walks- (Kanye) God
end up unkempt Plus this Agent get Orange E-L-P-F-C-F rock for you First cousin to sleep, red dye number five be the potion Enter subterrean water from
go and get curious (It's my thing) Nuff about that, let's get on to somethin' better And if gets warm, take off the hot sweater And if you want some water
in the store the shit moving Gave 'em a hundred bars, they ain't think I could do it Came with two hundred, ***** this is more than music Even Dre knew it, that boy hot
I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I hope you black out before you see the cops I ain't hot top for colors, I'm from Cedar Block So I got my hot tops
(Johnny Cash) « © '59 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP » In the desert where we searched for gold the days're hot