HOT! Lyrics

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Owen, you go brazy

Yeah

Ye

Ya

Swear you wish I was one for these niggas that lied when they spoke

Truth be told

Gave you truth

But you already know how I get when I'm out on the road

Bring that pucci for you, that's for sure

Pussy good and it soak

Can't replace her with no random hoe

Can't cross you, no way I could fold

If you like her we could do it together

Send her back with something then go ghost

You know bitches be chatting the most

We know she fucking, but we don't expose

Know I'm captain, but still won't save a hoe

And she got it, she got it, she got it, she knows

She so spoiled, could never ever tell her no

Ah, ah

Know I got you, don't you ruin it

Off the X you impressed

Don't be chewing it

I get high as I can

I get lost in my thoughts

I be serving pussy niggas right outta pots

He get mad that his bitch is a fan

That's his lost

She selling pussy

Baby tell me the cost

Tell me why you grip soft (Tell me why)

Ah, Ah

Tell how you grip it soft

That pussy worth green

You upping the cost

Nickname it Celine

Designer the box

If I touch It I gotta own me

Yeah, that box

Talk spicy

You know that I love how you talk

Shoot a film, Kim K

I'm upping her stocks

If she try to leave me then I'm making it hot

Bitch, I'm making it hot

Pss

I woke up today on some bullshit

Got me some bread out this pool pit

And I make this shit hot, hot

What them boy say they gon' do, they ain't do shit

And I fucked on his main bitch, she too thick

And she says that I'm different

The only real difference I get money

Nigga, he poor piss

Pss

Her nigga so mad, he so sad

He unfollowed, I still follow back

Let him watch how she all on my back

Now that I got her, he'll never get her back

Now that I got her, she walk like she bad

She never had shit

Got with me, now she all in her bag

It's fulfilling to see a bitch worth her bag

Ah, ah

Tell how you grip it soft

That pussy worth green

You upping the cost

Nickname it Celine

Designer the box

If I touch It I gotta own me

Yeah, that box

Talk spicy

You know that I love how you talk

Shoot a film, Kim K

I'm upping her stocks

If she try to leave me then I'm making it hot

Bitch I'm making it hot