| Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah yeah yeah
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| uh, uh, uh I was swerving thru Queens
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| Fully growin’benz
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| Searching for the butta thru my cartier lense system
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| Banging out nothing but the blends on the digital startec
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| Rappin’to my mens
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| Then spotted the most exotic, cheekiness, half Rachel, half Holly
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| My ?? |
| is The smo mo, crept up nice and slow
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| Breathin’on my ice, so it shine real nice
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| Crease my scar peice
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| Laid back in my seat
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| Right near Bazely projects, on the back streets
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| Her name was Keisha, full of street knowledge
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| Pumped a little trees, but she planned to go to college
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| Staring at my ice, smellin’my cologne
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| She lived on the southside, so bring things on Honey got flavour, and it just don’t stop
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| Does she want me for me, or me for my rocks
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| Your carmake me hot hot hot
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| You just make me just hot hot hot
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| Iike you’re rocks rocks rocks
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| They make me hot hot hot
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| Baby boy don’t stop stop stop
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| You keep me hot hot hot
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| I’m a take you for all you’ve got
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| Baby girl just stop stop stop
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| Check this out, uh She slid up my whip, like the queen of New York
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| We jetted to city island to eat shrimp and talk
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| Sourced up my keys to the valet cat
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| I glanced at the fatty, I’m a see about that
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| We blazed in the spizza like Bonnie and Clyde
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| Scooby dooby hizza
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| I’m feeling the vibe, cop the blue for some video type shit
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| Knowing all along how hot these kind of nights get, uh
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| I’ve got her right where I want her
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| Reality about to creep up on her
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| Stroke her softly, gently with my G While the light reflects off my icp
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| Waiter, ice the crystal, let it simmer
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| Lights to bright, here’s a grand make them dimmer
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| I kept fronting and I just couldn’t stop
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| I don’t mind spending paper when it’s looking that hot
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| Your car makes me hot hot hot
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| You just make me just hot hot hot
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| I Iike you’re rocks rocks rocks
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| They make me hot hot hot
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| Baby boy just don’t stop stop stop
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| You keep me hot hot hot
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| I’ll take you for all you’ve got
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| Baby girl just stop stop stop
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| Check yourself, uh You burst out of semi-???
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| She pulled down the staps to her dress
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| Reached in the? |
| sparked up sess
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| Banging some Wu Tang feeling the ??
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| She said «Now would you wanna sell your soul for chips,
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| and give up girl to push whips?»
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| Never miss some spiritual down to my bone
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| Why you takin’jumbo in that zone
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| She said «I would do anthing for ???
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| Give deep? |
| to? |
| man coats
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| Take off my ??
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| Drop to my knees»
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| Talking in my face
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| Breath smelling like cheese
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| I asked her
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| Shorty you degrade yourself
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| Just to throw a little bit of ice on the shelf
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| You turnin’me off, I can’t lie
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| Keisha said «why?»
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| I said, «yo, how can a man respect that, knowin’if he paid,
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| then he correct that»
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| Ice is the price for an overnight wife
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| A true shark caller don’t want that in his life
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| So all you ladies that are selling you’re souls
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| You need to put you hooker vibes on hold
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| Ask for Keisha, she working on the stroll,
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| Dead ass broke, but her pimp the man grow
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| Your car makes me hot hot hot
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| You just make me hot hot hot
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| I Iike you’re rocks rocks rocks
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| They make me hot hot hot
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| Baby boy don’t stop stop stop
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| You keep me hot hot hot
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| I’m a take you for all you’ve got
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| Baby girl just stop stop stop
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| Check yourself, uh Your car makes me hot hot hot
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| You just make me hot hot hot
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| I Iike you’re rocks rocks rocks
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| They make me hot hot hot
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| Baby boy don’t stop stop stop
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| You keep me hot hot hot
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| I’m a take you for all you’ve got
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| Baby girl just stop stop stop
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| Check yourself, uh Repeat and fade |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hot, Hot, Hot, artist - LL COOL J. Album song Phenomenon, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп