- Young Thug Hot (feat. Gunna) 歌詞
- Young Thug
- Wheezy outta here
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Everything litty, I love when its hot
Turned up the city, I broke off the notch
Got some more millis, I keep me a knot
I created history and made me a lot
He tried to diss me and ended on Fox
We call them chopsticks cause they gonna chop
Took her out of Follies cause her pus*y pop
I run it like Nike, we got it on lock
Cartier eye
Im the bossman in a suit but no tie
I cant be sober, I gotta stay high
Pour me some syrup in a Canada Dry
Ridin in the spaceship like Bonnie and Clyde
Dont worry, baby , I keep me some fire
Shenenehs and Birkins, she cannot decide
The latest Mercedes her go-to surprise
Dont sleep on miss lady, her pus*y a prize
D!ck in her back while Im grippin her sides
Bigger Maybach, this aint regular size
We really fly, we like pelican glide
B!tch, you aint slick, I can tell the disguise
Upgraded my wrist, put baguettes in that Sky
She sing, I might sign her and change her whole life
I told her to gargle and work on her highs
Everything litty, I love when its hot
Turned up the city , I broke off the notch
Got some more millis, I keep me a knot
I created history and made me a lot
He tried to diss me and ended on Fox
We call them chopsticks cause they gonna chop
Took her out of Follies cause her pus*y pop
I run it like Nike, we got it on lock
Cash, money, checks, cash
Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos
I just wanna fxck the b!tch by myself
I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite
I took the Bentley coupe back, then I hopped in a Cayenne (Skrrt )
I put the b!tch in the front of the Bentley, in front of the driver (Skrrt)
Ayy, man, this synthetic weed, you cant smoke in the Rolls Royce, woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Im still double cupped up, Im drinkin, I shoot off your tires, huh (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Im in the coupe by myself
I had to kick a door when I was 5
Keep the awards on the shelf
Whole sixteen round in the fire
Im sick and tired of these young n!ggas act like they firin, they tellin these lies
Actin like they the ones created this and they get all the drip from my guys
Yeah, Cartier eyes
Cartier coat, Cartiers the watch
Cartier love, Cartier the thot
Cartier specs, buffalo on the side
Princess cut diamonds, they Cartier, yeah
Cartier bag for the Cartier thot
Sky Wrangler coupe with two hundred the dash
Cartier jeans, aint no way I can sag
Aint no way Ima ever gon go out bad
I cant go out, no way Ima go out
I just grip on her a*s and I show out
I sit like a champ and I wait on a hold-out
I just whip up a new Chanel Patek
I whip with the wrist and I dont break the door out
Turn the whole top floor to a whorehouse
Hundreds racks in ones, dude brought the flood out
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, damn
Hot, hot, hot,hot
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