Video hot remix lyrics

(Wheezy outta here)

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Everything litty, I love when it’s hotTurned up the city, I broke off the notchGot some more millis, I keep me a knotI created history and made me a lotHe tried to diss me and ended on FoxWe call them chopsticks ’cause they gonna chopTook her out of Follies ’cause her pussy popI run it like Nike, we got it on lock

Cartier eyeI’m the bossman in a suit, but no tieI can’t be sober, I gotta stay highPour me some syrup in a Canada DryRidin’ in the spaceship like Bonnie and ClydeDon’t worry, baby, I keep me some fireShenenehs and Birkins, she cannot decideThe latest Mercedes her go-to surpriseDon’t sleep on miss lady, her pussy a prizeDick in her back while I’m grippin’ her sidesBigger Maybach, this ain’t regular sizeWe really fly, we like pelican glideBitch, you ain’t slick, I can tell the disguiseUpgraded my wrist, put baguettes in that SkyShe sing, I might sign her and change her whole lifeI told her to gargle and work on her highs

Everything litty, I love when it’s hotTurned up the city, I broke off the notchGot some more millis, I keep me a knotI created history and made me a lotHe tried to diss me and ended on FoxWe call them chopsticks ’cause they gonna chopTook her out of Follies ’cause her pussy popI run it like Nike, we got it on lock

Cash, money, checks, cashAddy, Birkin, brand new extendosI just wanna fuck the bitch by myselfI just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite

I took the Bentley coupe back, then I hopped in a CayenneI put the bitch in the front of the Bentley, in front of the driverAyy, man, this synthetic weedYou can’t smoke in the Rolls-Royce, woah, woahI’m still double cupped up, I’m drinkin’, I shoot off your tires, huh

I’m in the coupe by myselfI had to kick a door when I was 5Keep the awards on the shelfWhole sixteen round in the fireI’m sick and tired of these young niggas act like they firin’, they tellin’ these liesActin’ like they the ones created this and they get all the drip from my guys

Yeah, Cartier eyesCartier coat, Cartier’s the watchCartier love, Cartier, the thotCartier specs, buffalo on the sidePrincess cut diamonds, they Cartier, yeahCartier bag for the Cartier thotSky Wrangler coupe with two hundred the dashCartier jeans, ain’t no way I can sagAin’t no way I’ma ever gon’ go out badI can’t go out, no way I’ma go outI just grip on her ass and I show outI sit like a champ and I wait on a hold-outI just whip up a new Chanel PatekI whip with the wrist and I don’t break the door outTurn the whole top floor to a whorehouseHundred racks in ones, dude brought the flood out (ooh)

Cash, money, checks, cashAddy, Birkin, brand new extendosI just wanna fuck the bitch by myselfI just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite (it’s lit)

Hot like the 504 Boyz how I move through the lobby (hot)Since ‘012, La Flame been hot just to show you the timeframe (La Flame)Hundred mil’ down on my desk, but I’m still up decidin’ (straight up)Match the M’s in my account to the truck in my driveway

I’m in that four-door by myselfKnow it’s a hundred more niggas outsideKnow they gon’ ride ’til the deathHad some good years, ain’t no way I get tiredI gotta do what I feelEvery day Super Bowl, fuck it, oh, wellI put a lot on myselfIn the field, Richard Mille on like Odell (let’s go)

She slid her hand down my pants just to grab the torpedoI had to go back and link with my slimes like I’m thirteen and zero (it’s lit)I told her: Baby, this not the remix, this a part of the sequel (part of the seq’)No, we not livin’ the same, we not makin’ the same, we not equal (no)Yah, yah, yah

Look, mom, I can flyHad some troubles, put that shit in the skyBrought the angels, know the devil would tryIt’s so hot, you thought Paris Hilton done said it (yeah, yeah)When we come out, we can’t help but leave damage (yeah, yeah, yeah)Afterparty, Astroworld out the planet (yeah, yeah)Laid the map out, but they didn’t understand itWhen I’m home, know that I fuck on a Grammy, yeah

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