lirik lagu hot damn (bonus track) – fj outlaw
[intro]
y’all ready for this?
y’all ready for this?
[chorus: fj outlaw]
hot d-mn another shot up in the air again
i’ll probably never care again
’bout anything i’m arrogant
ooh, i’m messed up
head’s spinnin’ like a hurricane (like a hurricane)
i’m messed up off that alcohol and mary jane (and mary jane)
that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
that that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
piece of piece of white trash
piece of piece of white trash
[verse 1: fj outlaw]
i’m tatted up, bearded down
they say i look like a lumberjack
my sk!ll level is a two if you reduce a number back
i am out of green so i’ma go and get another sack
i possess a set of sk!lls it seems a lot of others lack
i come from a part where the park ain’t pretty and the ground don’t grow no roses
my park got prost-tutes and drug use and a lot of people overdosin’
don’t leave your car unlocked ’cause your car might end up gettin’ stolen
nine times outta ten when we get pulled over everybody in the truck is holdin’
america baby, every kid here is a bubba or shady
growin’ up poor in the park is what made me
and momma she tries she’s a h-ll of a lady
and you better not talk to her, the wrong way or i’ma end up stompin’ yer
whole face i can bury a whole bod for her
in this case i’ma make it to the top for her
[chorus: fj outlaw]
hot d-mn another shot up in the air again
i’ll probably never care again
’bout anything i’m arrogant
ooh, i’m messed up
head’s spinnin’ like a hurricane (like a hurricane)
i’m messed up off that alcohol and mary jane (and mary jane)
that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
that that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
piece of piece of white trash
piece of piece of white trash
[verse 2: mike bama]
seems like ya boy mike bama’s startin’ to p-ss some people off lately (mmm)
same dudes i used to kick it with, now tell they’re friends they hate me (what?)
they’re spreadin’ lies, tellin’ all their fans mike bama’s shady (okay)
but that’s okay, if you think i’m stayin’ quiet, you must be crazy!
still murder on the track, so i’m still yo main selection (yeah)
“still dreamin'” hit the stores, and dropped in everyone’s collection (you know)
still out here on the grind, so i’m making these connections
fj outlaw and mike bama, that’s a musical erection
got a little bit of buzz, so i’m feeling c-cky
step in the ring, like call me rocky (yeah)
i’m gonna be the champ, you could never stop me
flow so cold, like i’m playin’ hockey (skrrt)
little mgk, little bit of kid rock, little kevin gates, little bit of 2pac
mix it together and what do you got?
a bad little cracker that’s bound to be hot! (boom!)
[chorus: fj outlaw]
hot d-mn another shot up in the air again
i’ll probably never care again
’bout anything i’m arrogant
ooh, i’m messed up
head’s spinnin’ like a hurricane (like a hurricane)
i’m messed up off that alcohol and mary jane (and mary jane)
that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
that that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
piece of piece of white trash
piece of piece of white trash (hey)
[verse 3: fj outlaw]
growin’ up i was different than you, ’cause i was raised in a daze, i ain’t have no father
he dipped in that cedar sh-t, smoked weed and drink on orange juice and vodka
the people in my park are all engulfed in homicide and drama
one person tried to raise me right, it wasn’t anybody but my f-ckin’ momma
i come from a part where the park ain’t pretty and the ground don’t grow no roses
my park got prost-tutes and drug use and a lot of people overdosin’
don’t leave your car unlocked ’cause your car might end up gettin’ stolen
nine times outta ten when we get pulled over everybody in the truck is holdin’
i’m so ignorant, get drunk and act stupid and belligerent
i go to jail and they consider me a zendigent
this flow sick, you can say it’s magnificent
ayy, more guns than the taliban, it’s fj outlaw and the bama man
they ask me can i work the beat, i tell them yes i can
the flows sick, next feature cost a 100 grand
[chorus: fj outlaw]
hot d-mn another shot up in the air again
i’ll probably never care again
’bout anything i’m arrogant
ooh, i’m messed up
head’s spinnin’ like a hurricane (like a hurricane)
i’m messed up off that alcohol and mary jane (and mary jane)
that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
that that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
that white boy
b-brown b-brown boots
piece of piece of white trash
piece of piece of white trash
[outro]
j dot on the ones and twos
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