Hot
Inglés

Letra de Hot

ÁlbumSupernova
Año2001
GéneroRock Roll
Duración4:15
Idioma originalInglés
Vistas499
AaLectura
Tamaño 18

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5, 9 (10, 11), 12, 18 She the one you thought would never do a solo LP Yeah, now what chick could outsell me Drama comes in dozens and I know you love it A rose is still a rose, so I rose above it The more that they see a woman got a mind of her own The less that they want a part of my throne It figures But the more they compare me to the ones they could own They know they never should of left me alone, I'm bigga No doubt Money gangs and my G's is up Treat me like David Blaine and Freeze me up Let me address the issue I'm super not superficial Spoil me The only statement I'm making is royalties Seven digits never under my bank account hold Numbers like your phone numbers plus area code Gamble wit your career, go head Chance her See what happens wit scrubs on my records deserve answers Oh Left eye, what's happenin Everybody wanna know where the hell you been Oh Left eye Teachers, children, mothers and thugs Everybody loves Miss Left eye Whats happenin Everybody wanna know where the hell you been Oh Left eye Teachers, children, mothers and thugs Everybody loves Miss Left eye Hot, hot Hot, hot, hot Hot, hot Hot, hot, hot Hot, hot Hot, hot, hot Hot L-E-F-T-E-Y-E Hot, hot 3, 5, 7, 9, 12, 15 Whole bunch of names on your credit in pubs Tryin to be loved I'm 30 mill and a fan club What you got signed for I spent on some rugs, DVDs, and TVs and thats just in the car Borderline genius Scientists swear by me Imagine Einstein in Carmen Jones' body Gave you auditions, they say I'm a gymnast in buisness My somersault your positions Waste not, what not I don't want nothing On top, she's hot, no discussion Im a diva Teacher (to the rap game) Here when it started I'll be here when it change Started more careers than Quincy Jones Other rap chicks actin funny since she's home Do it, again and again Expect her too Left eye you expect me to respect you too Oh Left eye, what's happenin Everybody wanna know where the hell you been Oh Left eye Teachers, children, mothers and thugs Everybody loves Miss Left eye Whats happenin Everybody wanna know where the hell you been Oh Left eye Teachers, children, mothers and thugs Everybody loves Miss Left eye Hot, hot Hot, hot, hot Hot, hot Hot, hot, hot Hot, hot Hot, hot, hot Hot L-E-F-T-E-Y-E Hot, hot 3, 5, 7, 9, 12, 15

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