Juelz Santana & Lil Wayne — Hot Shit
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Hot Shit Juelz Santana & Lil Wayne03:33
Текст песни: Hot Shit
[Juelz:] Money over bitches thats the motto I follow Take that to the grave I'll swallow 8 hollows For the day I letta bitch stop me from gettin paid No way I get head get laid get gone on em Dont be mad I left 100 at the door for you Baby dont spend it all at once its just a thought for you Ain't that a dog for ya, some chicks like flees, you gotta use ya paws to get em off of ya And in the streets you can't get caught trippin, caught slippin, gotta hustle gotta get in were you fit in Hope you know how to make a dollar quicker then you spend it Cuz there's bills comin in every second, every minute And its coke on the dishes is you flippin or you sniffin Put the coke in the water shit its kinda like fishin No rod just a spoon I throw it and start mixing Like that and like this and like that and a Like this and like that you got crack voila And since the towers fell niggas been mad as hell Its been a drought out ain't enough crack to sell But the world keep spinnin like a carousel Gotta get the cash, get the cream and the caramel On top gotta be on top strawberries whip cream on top Get popped fuckin wit my m.o.n.e.y Guys plot thats why I got the nina Chop chop man that choppa lean ya The blocks hot like its got a fever Cops cops nuthin but cops I see ya peekaboo They every where im never scared I hustle anyway Everyday customers, send em here And you know I give em that shit thats gon get em back coke crack sugar snaps Or should I say sugar snacks Coke in da sugar jar, cookie jar crib, car, a sugar shack And the bitches sleep naked in the sugar shack Mind on my money no lookin back [Lil wayne:] I pop up in the middle of the hot block Make the drop top play hopscotch on them hoes Lil wayne, right from Kims corner store Choppa wake a niggas ass up like tha mornin show Put me in the game and I see em callin audibles Hearts beatin fast betta work on ya cardio How you want video, audio, part of yo body get mailed to ya gal, eww Pussy ass nigga die slow dont yell I put it on the streets and I bet its gone sell Whats under that floor well it sure isnt nails Just how I make money cracker I'mma make bail Im a Libra and my sign is a scale If it dont measure up then a nigga gettin killed The smaller the car the bigger them wheels And a nigga so hot that I give a bitch chills And if she like coke then I give the bitch hills No stilettos or pumps 21 bumps 21 Jump street if anyone jumps and once you hit the ground thats when everyone stomps Perrier Jouet everyones drunk so its 21 Jump Street if anyone jumps The milli goes pow and the semi goes pap A itty bitty bullet make a skinny nigga fat Hard body baby knockin any nigga back And its money ova bitches not a penny ho scat An it'll be like that 'til that line go flat But in da mean time I'm in that bent no hat, thats no top if you didn't know that On them chrome Sean Johns with them guts so black In fact yall can leave that be bitch im ballin like I got scouts checkin for me yeah Im on third base comin' home with the paper I got 100 pounds comin' home from Jamaica I can't think and my sprite so pink And I might be floatin but I will not sink Weezy
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