let the heat out of the oven Lord it takes a while to build a fire Don't let 'em cool you down, don't let 'em cool you down Cause it's some hot cookin
you let the heat out of the oven Lord it takes a while to build a fire Don't let 'em cool you down, don't let 'em cool you down Cause it's some hot cookin
t you let the heat out of the oven lord It takes awhile to build a fire Don?t let ?em cool you down Don?t let ?em cool you down Cause it?s some hot cookin
, burn like scars, cooked up flow in a Pyrex jar Naw, I ain't the millennium raw, Kool G or K.R I'm just doin' me, Sheek Louch a motherfuckin' hot MC
t nothing 3 years later Dr Wine got a budget 4 years later now everybody love it (Take it all, you need me) God fucking damn Niggas said June wasn't that hot
, Young Zee) [Method Man] Uh, get ya stank on [Radio voice] WWKYA, WE'RE KICKIN YOUR ASS! [Mally G/Jamal] My receitals is worth ten titles I shit on
action man I'm G.I Joe I'm killing it that's why them man are switching They threw some dead punches, but I'm still alive and kicking There's too many cooks
] [T-Stit] T slash Stit No love for a bitch Jiggalo slash lympho slash no trick Paper-chaser slash block-burner slash Dome-cracker wig-splitter nigga like a ass I cook
84's, Red Doors, Candy Apple Flip-Flop Got them boppers dripped out cause my drop tip top Purple Cup, Screw Us Up, that's what keep the streets hot
from the slums, it be the Wu [Raekwon] love to dress a lad, get rocked, hundred bags, black doorags Ski masks is on, g-wags dont try to take pictures
Uppercut, bad, you in the grass slumped out and ya faggot-ass man hauled ass Slammed body in the g-y-m, g-y-n' Love doctor in the hood, fucked bitches
the other's a dime You wouldn't wanna, keep a hood on her When I'm dropping that motherfucking wood on her Cause I perform, a g like warren A nigga getting
for dollars and chains You got love for the game Love what you do And do what you Love (for the game) Just for just for hip hop not for rap yo Love what
and chains You got love for the game Love what you do And do what you Love (for the game) *Just for just for hip hop not for rap yo* Love what you
sack for the three time losers Pour out some beer, bust out the ruger Ladies and gentleman Bullets will leave you tremblin' Shooken up I got my cuban mommy cooking
her with the tch-tch-tch, got the digits Called her on the StarTap, paid her a visit I was spankin her and thankin her, screwin her and doin her Laughin not thinkin bout G
Gettin head in the bentley red at one fifty Straight lose it, love two things my family my music Might co-write and produce it Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive
you livin' your dreams You gotta sell things if you're looking for fiends I got love for niggas Niggas always snaky I got love for hoes Hoes always snaky I got love
