Hotta Than Fish Grease

Lyrics

[Intro] LOCO! Ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah [Chorus: Jayo Felony x4] Hotta, hotta, hotta than fish grease! [Verse 1: Jayo Felony] Can't see you where you run, you boo boo You might need me to come and teach you Music is universal (what?), music is universal So I rock the microphone (phone!) with no planet and no rehearsal I'll even rock a lil' club for a small sum Black, white, red or green, that ass gets all hung Dulo me nothing you like Twix I can't share Stomach starts growling at night and nightmare Ah [Verse 2: Crook] Hot like fire, hot like cocoa Crazy, loony, coocoo (coocoo), loco Your style is doodoo, caca, guano I know, you know, you don't wanna see me (What?) Mano y mano, my lingo, my ammo The Dulo, no demos I sting hoes in limos In the industry Dulo gon' be the tightest rap group Cus me and Bullet Loco tight like Bro' and Luke Duke, HOT! [Chorus: Jayo Felony] Hotta, hotta, hotta than fish grease! x4 If it's hot enough! Then we gon' bring it down, down x4 [Verse 3: Jayo Felony] We all get green when I come on the scene I'm a stone cold Daygo, rappin' machine This is, out of space so you know you can't fade us In my boxers and Chuck Taylors And my mission is to knock them boots C-Walkin' on the moon without my space suit From dusk till dawn you keep getting stepped on winnin' And I get more Lennon than John When I say, "shake it, shake it, shake it", I wanna see ya Got grass growin' like Ch-Ch-Ch-Chia In outer space, we rocks the peep show To all little kids we large like Elmo Is it over? Hell no Rain, sleet, snow Then we takin' rap all the way to Pluto I got alias' bangin' Dulo cus this DULO! And they got greenery that we can all blow [Chorus: Jayo Felony] Hotta, hotta, hotta than fish grease! x4 If it's hot enough! Then we gon' bring it down, down x4 [Verse 4: Crook] Tired of cocks, I splurge in it (Yep) Writers block? Never heard of it (Nope) I'm in the zone with Jordan, and Larry Bird kickin' (Twist) Wicked by nature, you snitchin' You trippin' (yeah), you flippin' I'll lace ya, disgrace ya Misplace ya, mace ya like the Unos (Hm) This is for the whiteys The blackeys, the cholos You yellow, you Asians You Earthly, you spacemen I just wanna show you, how I get the waist men, yeah (Uh) Dip by the undercovers Don't try them Dulo brothers Just vibe and feel them brothers (Yeah) Don't try and not to love us (Uh) Cus we always on point, and we always on cue And if I give you this joint, man, what you gon' do? HOT! [Chorus: Jayo Felony] Hotta, hotta, hotta than fish grease! x4 If it's hot enough! Then we gon' bring it down, down x4