| I’m just checking they temperature, they know my temperature
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| They know I’m immature, standing on furniture
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| They know I’m paranoid, hand me my burner sir
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| I’m not a murderer but they make me nervous there
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| I’m just checking they temperature, make sure they cool and shit
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| On my Ashanti, not with no foolish shit
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| Don’t try to fool me kid, empty the fullest clip
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| You think you fully lit and I think you full of shit
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| Verse 1 (Nacho):
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| I’m just checking the temperature, Nacho the thermostat
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| Nigga you scared stupid, just like that Ernest cat
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| I got a white bitch and she never heard of black
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| Told her it’s pimpin' babe but she never heard of that
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| Hop out a pearly lac', you would think I brought Furley back
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| Caught me an early pack while she took a Xani nap
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| She know where the Xanis at, MC and fanny pack
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| She dress in all black she look like old Janet Jack
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| Her heart go pitty pat, my heart go cardiac
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| I like this bitch a lot like where the Cartie at
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| I do it real big just like that Arby’s hat
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| I know I’m trying to quit but hand me that party pack
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| I’m just checking the temperature, Nacho the weatherman
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| I’m a keep selling grams til I get a better plan
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| I’m a just play my cards, he got a better hand
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| Somebody gave a damn but he not a better man
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| Hook (Nacho):
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| I’m just checking they temperature, they know my temperature
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| They know I’m immature, standing on furniture
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| They know I’m paranoid, hand me my burner sir
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| I’m not a murderer but they make me nervous there
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| I’m just checking they temperature, make sure they cool and shit
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| On my Ashanti, not with no foolish shit
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| Don’t try to fool me kid, empty the fullest clip
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| You think you fully lit and I think you full of shit
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| Verse 2 (ManMan Savage):
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| Burst her britches, old schools on switches, snitches get stitches,
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| man that’s how we grew
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| Niggas talk about shooting but that’s all we do, brrrrr
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| I keep the 30 on me case I feel a nigga temperature
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| Bad bitch want me but I know that bitch is immature
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| Keep my shine on me yeah I got my nine on me
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| If Vicky spying on me she can’t get her eyes off me
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| I got twin sisters like the Olsens
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| A nigga tried me then he a dead man
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| Put that beam on you infared man
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| I love to smoke a lot I love to smoke a lot
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| I love to smoke a lot I love to smoke a lot
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| You wants to smoke or not you wants to smoke or not
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| I pop right off your top and stake out at your spot
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| Hook (Nacho):
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| I’m just checking they temperature, they know my temperature
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| They know I’m immature, standing on furniture
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| They know I’m paranoid, hand me my burner sir
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| I’m not a murderer but they make me nervous there
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| I’m just checking they temperature, make sure they cool and shit
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| On my Ashanti, not with no foolish shit
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| Don’t try to fool me kid, empty the fullest clip
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| You think you fully lit and I think you full of shit |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Temperature , by - Nacho Picasso. Song from the album Antihero, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп