HOT N HERE

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Tony Shhnow - Rap

HOT N HERE

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[Intro] Yeah (God damn) It's getting hot in here (Yeah, bitch) Nah, bitch Ice on my neck, bitch [Chorus] Fireman, I brought the hoes out She a freak, got your baby in here with her toes out She said, "Tony, you do art, well, can you paint my face?" She think I ball like Tony Stark but I can't save your bae My young nigga, he got clean, ain't no remix He don't do music but you know he make hits Break your bitch down, I want everything she got The way she work the pole you would think she sling rocks I'm smokin on Cali but I'm from Atlanta though Big bankroll, hunneds like the honor roll Sippin holy water, shawty caught the holy ghost No Geico, fifteen for the low [Verse] What the price is, nigga? We can work it out Call your plug up, nigga, I'll swap him out It's sweet, nigga come around, mop him out He ain't talking guap, nigga, what you talking 'bout? Sixteen, young nigga paying light bills Ain't no food on his plate, he eating light meals It's a fever on my hip, I don't like chills All these poppers 'round my hood, that's why I don't like pills I just smoke on loud like Meek Mill Construction in my flow, I play 'til the beat build I move strong, I don't know how the weak feel I get fly like what's on the windsheild Somebody call Howie, they know I'm a big deal Thirty in the Glock, it look like a big deal I'm a grown man, he know he a kid still He don't move for money but I know his bitch will [Chorus] Fireman, I brought the hoes out She a freak, got your baby in here with her toes out She said, "Tony, you do art, well, can you paint my face?" She think I ball like Tony Stark but I can't save your bae My young nigga, he got clean, ain't no remix He don't do music but you know he make hits Break your bitch down, I want everything she got The way she work the pole you would think she sling rocks I'm smokin on Cali but I'm from Atlanta though Big bankroll, hunneds like the honor roll Sippin holy water, shawty caught the holy ghost No Geico, fifteen for the low

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  • Tony Shhnow