Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Make It Hot, artist - Spose. Album song Going Home EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Preposterously Dank Entertainment
Song language: English
I Make It Hot |
I make it hot, like DJ Jazzy Jeff |
And Fresh Prince in the summertime |
I make it hot like, like Nelly |
Damn, it’s gettin' hot in here |
I make it hot like legs |
Stickin' to the shorts and the underwear in summertime |
I make it hot like humans with factories and gas |
Fillin' up the ozone layer |
'round here I make it hot, so excruciatingly hot |
Everybody try to not die |
I make it hot like humans in a room with the door closed |
Breathin' out carbon dioxide |
I make it hot, it’s irrefutable |
You’d be foolish to have doubted that, that’s about a fact |
'cause every mornin', I wake up, I start a billion cars |
And run 'em 'til they’re out of gas, then fill 'em up again |
I make it hot like potato skins with bacon bits |
I make it hot like naked chicks |
I make it hot like nine-seven |
I make it hot like today’s temp times infinity, with high humidity |
You can’t get rid of me, what’s that? |
I’m here, bitches |
This oil this oil barrel, come here, children |
While the oil drip, drip in the dirt |
I make it hot like Hell, but here on Earth |
I raise the fahrenheit and celsius, 'til it fucks with the seas |
Like me, and then they rise |
Like my friend, Shane’s, name, like Lil Wayne’s third album |
(What's that?) 500 Degreez |
I make it hot 'til it, 'til it smells like sparks |
I make it hot 'til the ice caps melt like hearts |
I make it hot like a five-layered dress with a corset |
Make it hot 'til the beach is at your doorstep |
I make it hot, like gunshots and gunwounds |
Guns after shootin' people, ah! |
I make it hot, like microwaves and macrowaves |
And toaster ovens and ovens, oh shit |
I make it hot, like, like a fourth floor apartment |
With no AC, eighty degrees out |
I make it hot, like my rhymes |
But this is a song about global warming |
I make it hot, like you walk outside |
And you instantly start sweatin', you’re like, «Oh, damn it!» |
I make it hot like you’re in a space shuttle |
Lookin' for compatible replacement planets |
I make it hot like the factory in China where they make shirts |
I make it hot like I hate Earth |
I make it hot like I hate my children |
I make it hot like barrel bombs dropped on civilians |
Out in Syria, you’re hearin' the truth (I make it hot) |
I make it hotter than it is right here in the booth |
With sweat drippin' to my forehead, creatin' a reservoir on my eyebrows |
Then drippin' into my eyes and stingin' 'em |
'til Big Ben’s pokin' out of the water |
The English Channel overcomin' both France and England |
Carnival Cruises had better build another Noah’s Ark |
'cause I make it hot like flames risin' out the floorboards |
World war, go outside to our designated spot |
I make it hot like my wife on a Saturday night |
When we got a babysitter, God damn |
I make it hot like my laptop on my lap at the beach |
And my feet on the blacktop, ah! |
I make it hot like humans in cars on the highway |
Parked, but the gas still comin' out the back, I make it hot |
It’s an LA mornin' with the carbon risin' off of Sunset |
Can’t tell if it’s sunrise or sunset |
«What's the sun, Dad?» |
That’s what my son said |
I make it hot like everywhere I go |
How fast I destroyed this planet, it’s a miracle |
No icebergs left to kill DiCaprio |
How far can a polar bear swim? |
How far can a polar bear swim? |
Who’s gonna drink the Coca-Cola in the Christmas commercial |
When the polar bear’s gone extinct? |
Who cares, I make it hot |
Hot hot, hot hot hot, hot hot, hot |
Hot hot, hot hot hot, it’s too hot |
Hot (countdown, ten) |
Smoke stacks in the sky, it was like (nine) |
We’ve been parked in the same spot since it was (eight) |
Drillbit hit the bedrock around (seven) |
Frackin' tryna get to the six-six (six) |
Make it hot like Jennifer Aniston, nine (four) |
Everybody panic and they head for the hills |
In (three, two, one) |
«But you forgot about five,» no, no, five died, it was too hot |
Sweat drippin' off his legs, sweated through his tube socks |
«We Didn’t Start the Fire» playin' on the boombox |
It was hot and deadly like Las Vegas for 2Pac |
We just don’t get human breaks to the finish |
Ay, it’s like we just don’t get it, ay, ay |
I make it hot hot, hot hot hot, hot hot, hot |
Hot hot, hot hot hot, hot hot, hot, hot |