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Tekstovi: Hot Rod. Bump My Sh*t.

Oh, oh
its your boy hot breezy
fucking with polow the dizzy
(let's go)

my money rollin, we rollin

doin the rock sixty on a highway
i don't want it your way, I want it my way
nigga thats my way,i hit the highway

(chorus)(x2)
Nigga get your throw up
hoes down, g's up

bout to hope in the coop
ball it, weed up
nigga take out your roof

hold up mane, this is my shit
turn it up nigga bump my shit

(oh shit)

(Verse)
I was hungry now I'm eating like a motherfucka
yeah nigga, n means like a motherfucka
you vampire ass niggas call it blood suckas
I'm having sex with your moma call me motherfucka
i slied in and call it tummy tuck it
i call it friends, call it buddy fuck it
between all the rockets yeah i keep the money coming
between all the teams, still keep the huneys loving

yeah they loving me
still pop the pubble li?
the Maserati grab the tech, yeah you cover me?
im going hard to the paint they cant cover me
imma 100 degrees times a 100 degrees, nigga watcha gonna see


(chorus)(x2)
Nigga get your throw up
hoes down, g's up

bout to hope in the coop
ball it, weed up
nigga take out your roof

hold up mane, this is my shit
turn it up nigga bump my shit


Verse 2

yeah i grind like a got a big dick
probably cuz i got a big dick
talk slick slam first like big 6
chicks get, so get it when they see me
i always understood when niggas say they wanna beat me
remember when i was told
my swag made it seem like i had a lil mo
man i was so faboulous with out the lil mo
damn i was geegy without the lil crusy had the actor all squeezy