| Hey
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| Hey I know I’m hot
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| And you not, hah
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| All these niggas say they hot, shit you must not heard of Glock
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| Mister pull up let it pop, mister don’t play 'bout his guap
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| And ever since a tot I been playin' 'round with them blocks
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| Close your legs, ho give me top, and my coupe cruise like a yacht
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| Pipe down lil nigga, you ain’t hot
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| I just left the lot, yeah you know I gets a lot
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| Very large amounts, yeah you know what I’m about
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| No we don’t play around, get 'em in and get 'em out
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| Goddamn all this water got me drowning
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| VVS’s, forty thousand my medallion
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| I been fly bitch, I don’t need no pilot
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| Every time I’m Gucci’d down, I be styling
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| Racks for my shirt, belt, and shoes, I’m fresher than you
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| Just pulled up in the coupe, had the kids like ooh
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| No I don’t wear no Trues, but my pockets on Buddha
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| My chopper got a cooler, pull up, we bust your medula
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| Goddamn Lil Glock, you too hot
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| How you rack your bands and get another drop?
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| How you put all of them diamonds in your watch?
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| Why the fuck you go and get another charm?
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| All these niggas say they hot, shit you must not heard of Glock
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| Mister pull up let it pop, mister don’t play 'bout his guap
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| And ever since a tot I been playin' 'round with them blocks
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| Close your legs, ho give me top, and my coupe cruise like a yacht
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| Pipe down lil nigga, you ain’t hot
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| I just left the lot, yeah you know I gets a lot
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| Very large amounts, yeah you know what I’m about
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| No we don’t play around, get 'em in and get 'em out
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| Same young nigga riding 'round with them rounds
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| You just the same nigga riding 'round talking down
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| Naw we don’t play around, turn your smile into a frown
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| Make my niggas clear the crowd
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| Run in when them guns sound (gang shit)
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| Ah shit, breaking news, he got hit with the tool
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| They came up on the block and then they popped him and got loose
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| They came up on the block and then they sweeped it like a broom
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| I came up off the block then turned all my rocks into jewels, bitch
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| All these niggas say they hot, shit you must not heard of Glock
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| Mister pull up let it pop, mister don’t play 'bout his guap
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| And ever since a tot I been playin' 'round with them blocks
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| Close your legs, ho give me top, and my coupe cruise like a yacht
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| Pipe down lil nigga, you ain’t hot
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| I just left the lot, yeah you know I gets a lot
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| Very large amounts, yeah you know what I’m about
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| No we don’t play around, get 'em in and get 'em out |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hot , by - Key Glock. Song from the album Glock Bond, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп