No need to concentrate No need to slow things down with conversation No need to hesitate No need to concentrate No need to slow things down with conversation
[Chorus] No need to hesitate No need to concentrate No need to slow things down with conversation Come over here now I wanna show how Senses are thrown
Μετάφραση: Hot Hot Heat. Συνομιλία.
: [Chorus] No need to hesitate No need to concentrate No need to slow things down with conversation Come over here now I wanna show how Senses are thrown
a beef starter In a party with heat it's hard to keep me without one Fuck snubs I'm walkin clubs with a shotgun Constantly popin slugs they hot son, better
Tick tock, tick tock Tick tock, tick tock Tick tock, tick tock La la la la la la la Like a cat in heat stuck in a moving car A scary conversation, shut
it down nigga) HOT SHIT, uh, yeah, uh, c'mon, yeah (keep it goin) HOT SHIT.. HOT SHIT.. HOT SHIT.. yeah, boy (keep it goin) HOT SHIT.. out HOT..
of a beef starter In a party with heat it's hard to keep me without one F**k slugs I'm walkin gloves with a shotgun Constantly popin slugs they hot son
one had a shotty Greed made em thirsty for money So he plot, with his gat cocked I need a knot, shit is gettin hot The others said, "what could we
lock motherfucker. Yo zane, come on come on come on come on come on what what what what.... Chorus: I got my top down (top down) My nigga hot now (hot
I believe in never let my strip get hotter Than something I can get out of, one that heats up on me I told 'em this would be a one time dance Meaning
jealous, overzealous, we fellaz Blow the the spot like Branford Marsalis Niggaz comin' through and actin' wild Y'all commercial niggaz better have a Coke and a smile, I shot ya Yo, I conversate
patrol With 50 pounds and I ain't talking 'bout an 8 year old It can take a toll, hope that you make parole Play your role, the heat is so hot it can
I got my converse check, my pistol check My vest, plus I got VS1's around my neck The respect come first then the money and the power We got more cake
knuckleheads We gon' play for dooms and I assume We get radar on fool in dem livin' rooms Bet, motherfucker ain't fin' ta be runnin' around here drippin' sweat Havin' hot
Wise) Every songs a collection of kids charmed lives Like the porn section of gary glitters hard drive Certified Wise throws a jam thats so hot it'd
(Krayzie Bone) T-H-U-G (Big Syke) Yeah (Chrous: Krayzie Bone playin over conversation x2) Daily, Daily I'm out here paper chasin And i need my bank
