Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hot Shit , by - Towkio. Song from the album WWW., in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Republic
Song language: English
Hot Shit |
| Yeah, world in your palms |
| Stare at your shoes, never looked in the stars |
| Heart on my sleeve, shoulder, my arm |
| Oh, you ice cold, I brush off the salt |
| Tell me what it takes to get in them draws |
| Got that slick tongue talk, that shit make you moist |
| Come ride that pony 'til your voice is hoarse |
| How you drop to your knees make me praise the lord, yeah |
| Link with your girls and you’re hardly sober |
| Claim that they bi, but really just bipolar |
| Most of 'em can’t decide on which filter |
| Ooh, ya need guidance? |
| Let me help show ya |
| Ex-girl crazy, you should be careful |
| I think Cupid hit his bow, arrow |
| On my head, it’s crazy, but that my baby |
| Tax season, fuck around, claim ya |
| I said hot shit |
| They just want that hot shit, music they could geek to |
| Feel it through your body, know that we ain’t gonna sleep |
| Yeah, can you keep a promise? |
| Tell me all your secrets |
| Restin' on your conscience, all your secrets safe with me |
| A time when to meet |
| Just wait on the kick and try and catch the beat |
| If you find the rhythm that you want from me |
| No move with no pawn, you move like a queen |
| Attractive by law, don’t care what your friends think |
| They love to talk shit, yeah, their breath stink |
| Most of them broke, I hand out the X-ray's |
| Or ski slopes and I ain’t talkin' X Games |
| GPS, the phone get turned off |
| Connection get weak, the signal get lost, yeah |
| New heights, everybody wanna be ya |
| So they try reach ya, I tell 'em keep callin' |
| This shit fresh off the pot |
| Make your mama sweat, you should watch yourself |
| Make 'em ask for more, give 'em what they want |
| Have 'em comin' back, man, they feenin', ah |
| I said hot shit |
| They just want that hot shit, music they could geek to |
| Feel it through your body, know that we ain’t gonna sleep |
| Yeah, can you keep a promise? |
| Tell me all your secrets |
| Restin' on your conscience, all your secrets safe with me |
| I said hot shit |
| They just want that hot shit, music they could geek to |
| Feel it through your body, know that we ain’t gonna sleep |
| Yeah, can you keep a promise? |
| Tell me all your secrets |
| Restin' on your conscience, all your secrets safe with me |
| I said hot shit (shit) |
| I said hot shit (shit) |
| I said hot shit (shit) |
| Through your body, know that we ain’t gonna sleep |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| We goin' |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| They just want that hot shit |