CUNNINLYNGUISTS

CUNNINLYNGUISTS - Hot lyrics

rate me

Hot, hot, hot, hot

Now when I see the man in the mirror, I see an animal clearer

The teeth look sharp, and and ain’t a man that’s much realer

I do somersaults and flips with ... like a ninja turtle

I’m very bold, I’ll sell crack on an infomercial

I tell you what, if I don’t get the props I deserve

I’mma leave you bleeding by the carpet that’s my momma’s work

Bank account, commas absurd

Cause I sell specialty rap music, and sell out concerts

My favorite spot in the sporting goods, is the hunting section

They got slingshots and crossbows, and other types of weapons

Camouflage vests, and fully stocked with the lead

Next aisle over, I can go fishing instead.

And to the fake ones, your salaries low

Flow cornier than VH1 romance reality shows

Y’all know, I used the body wash to clean my Shawty off

Cause it’s been catching back splatter from hacking through body parts

A southern rebel that’ll leave your vital levels flat

You won’t be hot until you die ... the devil dap

You about as stupid as that pot that called the kettle black

I be conscious rapping, but now even Gepetto’s strapped

Here to take the ghetto back, hush the whack stanzas

Taking it back to when rapping was ... Black panthers

I’m Huey, Newton or Freeman, all of the above

You ain’t even Huey Lewis, ain’t got no power or love!

And what sads us, you won’t touch rungs on Jake’s ladder

Universally unworthy of time, space, or matter

You hot as in anger, not as in magma

Dick as Death Valley, you are Alaska!

I mastered the range, you mastered the lame

And the day that you’re the flame, I’m the rain

Strange!

(Hot) Big booty twitter vixen this is something tight

(Hot) Even make your main chick say she quite

(Hot) Some dumb reason say her prison be

(Hot) Fell her gaze blazed at your laser beam

(Hot) Face is the bomb body’s detonator

(Hot) We’re talking black folk filled elevator

(Hot) figures cool now, fool later see us

(Hot) Every time you leave think you out

(Hot) Stick to her, forgetting she’s gonna tell you hell is

(Hot) And she hope you go in summer when it’s even more

(Hot) Eyes even glowing terminator red

(Hot) Shit would be a past red dot beam

(Hot) Shoulder so cold make an igloo seem

(Hot) Pushing all the buttons make the topic seem

This gold made cup make us sip so ....

Hot as a cluster!

All these girls, man, they just want to sweat some starve

But I don’t get gassed up like an electric car.

And I don’t need a ... master to rob these bitches of their innocence

About to slip gloves, and seduce seven Russian immigrants.

Single moms is so DTF

I hit it, quit it, then report the bitch to DCF

I’m so Bobby Brown, not the new edition days

Never stop my ignorant ways

Not as long as pimping pays

Hot!

In the Strip Club, All the dancers look (Hot)

Damn all the money sticking to ‘em, cause she (Hot)

Back sweat make ‘em look (Hot)

Hot as a cluster!

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