Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Latino Heat , by - A$Ton MatthewsRelease date: 03.08.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Latino Heat |
| That tan flag, that’s on me |
| You see your bitch, that’s on me |
| We don’t window shop, we hug the block |
| I can’t leave the streets all lonely |
| Machete swing like Danny |
| My esse’s that’s brown power |
| 9−11 turbo that’s horse power |
| That escobar, that’s white power |
| I keep powder like Montana |
| Tony Tone, my drug grammer |
| I make it snow on St. Nick |
| What the fuck you thought, I am Santa |
| If her pussy dry like cana, the hoe gotta go right now |
| I keep that .40 in my hamper, too dirty for the road right now |
| You keep on thinking I won’t clap ya, cousin Joe reload right now |
| For them bucks we’ll Warren Sapp ya, two 9's on spine back now |
| Nigga roll up, stop smoking on a roach, cause you remind of Pacquiao |
| They yelling Papi now, my movement get around |
| Tan |
| Leaning all day, trapping all night |
| You look like a lick if I ain’t liking that price |
| Youngin’s won’t fold, hit you for a strike |
| Everything’s a go, bitch we chopping on sight |
| Chopping on site (x6) |
| Hit 'em with with the drum we ain’t coming back twice |
| Lay his pussy ass down, boy we chopping on sight |
| Triple H with that weaponry, fuck boy |
| Leave your head where your legs would be |
| Summer Slam with that pedigree |
| Flawless, fuck her mouth and she jawless |
| Got that work off in that Taurus |
| Driving 'round with hard bargin’s on |
| Ric Flair, aka Brick Flair |
| You looking like you a Lil Scrappy |
| Them 'K 'K 'K clips near |
| Shit’s real, slip and get your wig peeled |
| Chopper make 'em bounce right to left hit that shoulder lean |
| Tip Drill, Cutthroat, all my niggas straight cut throat |
| We chop blocks you get cut loc, showtime you hit front row |
| Your front line can get drumline when that drum go |
| Them tips singing like Mariah Cannon |
| Pop that pussy then I pop a xanny |
| Uh, got it out the door |
| Got hoes that are shipping off the O’s |
| Molly Maid got her slipping off her clothes |
| She pop lock it and then drop it off her nose |
| You mad cause I’m styling on ya |
| Your bitch calling me your honor, swing that gavel on her |
| Pussy |
| Leaning all day, trapping all night |
| You look like a lick if I ain’t liking that price |
| Youngin’s won’t fold, hit you for a strike |
| Everything’s a go, bitch we chopping on sight |
| Chopping on site (x6) |
| Hit 'em with with the drum we ain’t coming back twice |
| Lay his pussy ass down, boy we chopping on sight |