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lirik lagu hot outside – babyfxce e

[intro]
(f*ck the fire, we got grease)
it’s with an x, n*gga
fxce

[verse]
i got ten guns layin’ around the crib, so i ain’t never worried
like ten somethin’ was made off rap before 11:30
sold the scat from out of town so they could never search it
n*gga got locked, he tried to snitch, we never met in person
when i get rich, i want that one truck with the leather curtains
accidentally stole a n*gga b*tch, it never was on purpose
i told my granny i almost got hit, she said the devil workin’
you ever seen a n*gga hit with a switch? man, that sh*t disturbing
it’s hot outside, and i still got my jacket on
i ain’t anemic, wear that sh*t ’cause i don’t want my ratchet showin’
i’m different, when i go and get my chain, i’m puttin’ taxes on it
she knew that i was cheatin’, seen my back, it had scratches on it
and i still f*cked her after
i got two glocks that talk for me, i’m a puppetmaster
drank so thick, i poured it in a glass and the cup done shattered
and i still sipped on it, so basically, i said f*ck my bladder
i ain’t gettin’ drunk with you, b*tch, unless we f*ckin’ after
the opps made another post about me, they so f*ckin’ sassy
always wanted a h*llcat, so i f*ckin’ grabbed it
yes, i’m the hardest n*gga out, so quit f*ckin’ askin’
yeah, it might still take me a little longer to rap
but i don’t give a f*ck, n*gga, n*gga, look at where i’m at
i was just in the trap playin’ with straps tryna get off packs
now i’m sittin’ back countin’ racks, chillin’ in the ‘cat
and it’s all black, wide body, red seats on it
they keep askin’ am i finna sign? let me sleep on it
we in the hood, if we ain’t got no blinds, we puttin’ sheets on it
can’t suck my d*ck, ’cause last time, you had your t**th on it
but we ain’t gon’ speak on it (nah)
’cause her p*ssy was so good, i fell asleep on her (on god)
man, that sh*t cost me what? grab the receipt for it (n*gga)
i be forgettin’ that i’m rich, i had a cheap moment
cup cost three*somethin’
if i pull up, heat dumpin’ (yeah)
take his life, but leave his chain so he can keep somethin’ (n*gga)
left pocket big as h*ll, i think a bee stung it (sh*t)
right pocket got a glock in it, yeah, that 23 f*cker
catch him on the block by himself, that’s a free bucket
i can’t find where to slide the scat, we in the street, f*ck it
shiesty on, don’t want n0body here to notice me (nah)
get up on his ass before i blast so he know it’s me (n*gga)
n*gga, you scared to cuss around your dad, so i know you sweet (b*tch)
only n*gga twenty with a bag, so they notice me
i wish i could go back to the past and show my older me
every n*gga with me had a mask, so i know they clean
it’s with an x, n*gga
four*five in my coat pocket make my shoulder lean
n*ggas thought that the song was over, i ain’t goin’ to sleep
made him pay an extra thousand, told him it was a daytona jeep
i be talkin’ good, n*gga, i’m a hustler, that don’t even exist
f*cked five hoes, passed four, and got three assists
it’s one left, but she don’t really count ’cause she just eat the d*ck
told lil’ bro, “walk that n*gga down and you can keep the stick”
and if they put you in the box, you better not talk, you better plead the fifth
thought it was fireworks on fourth of july, but he ain’t see the fifth
b*tch a thot, she pulled her panties down soon as she seen the fifth
[outro]
d*mn (sh*t)
b*tch a thot, she pulled her panties down soon as she seen the fifth
man, these hoes do anything when they see a bottle (it’s with an x, n*gga)
they all goin’, on god
fxce

- babyfxce e

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