Too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting star
Too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
I'm too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting a star
I'm too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
Turn me up, I don't f*ck with a soul now
Heart been cold, but my shit is on froze now
Use to walk in and shake up with niggas
Shit so different, I'm clutching my pole now
Do my bop when I dance on a bitch
Don't know me? Well, lil nigga you know now
Niggas claiming the land of the free
Bitch it's up, this the land of the smoke now
Shit so deep, you get in ain't no way out
Bitches giving up pussy, a pay out
For my mothers and brothers, don't play bout em
Ima creep wet some shit like a spray bottle
Bitch whatever I do, I stand out
Have my way, I asking for handouts
Out of bounds, that lil nigga done ran out
I'm the beach, the hoes bringing the sand out
Give a f*ck what you say on yo post now
When I bop, got me doing the most now
Nigga said he got rocks and his block was too hot
Catch em up, turn that bitch too a ghost down town
Too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting star
Too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
I'm too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting a star
I'm too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
Get silly
Ice on me vanilly
Bitches can't come near me
I just popped a willie
I told her throw it back
And then she really feel me
I got a real bitch
And she might just give a kidney
I am not Will Smith
But I'm out in Cali jigging
I don't f*ck with rats
Get in a jam, they telling
Just started rapping
Cause a nigga tired of selling
I rather sell a record
Then sit inside a cell man
My gang gone turn up
Cause my gang is like my family
I know it's plenty niggas mad
They can't f*ckin stand me
Too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting star
Too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
I'm too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting a star
I'm too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
Boog Billin - Too Hot (feat. Gmbb Tezzie) Lyrics
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Too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting star
Too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
I'm too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting a star
I'm too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
Turn me up, I don't f*ck with a soul now
Heart been cold, but my shit is on froze now
Use to walk in and shake up with niggas
Shit so different, I'm clutching my pole now
Do my bop when I dance on a bitch
Don't know me? Well, lil nigga you know now
Niggas claiming the land of the free
Bitch it's up, this the land of the smoke now
Shit so deep, you get in ain't no way out
Bitches giving up pussy, a pay out
For my mothers and brothers, don't play bout em
Ima creep wet some shit like a spray bottle
Bitch whatever I do, I stand out
Have my way, I asking for handouts
Out of bounds, that lil nigga done ran out
I'm the beach, the hoes bringing the sand out
Give a f*ck what you say on yo post now
When I bop, got me doing the most now
Nigga said he got rocks and his block was too hot
Catch em up, turn that bitch too a ghost down town
Too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting star
Too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
I'm too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting a star
I'm too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
Get silly
Ice on me vanilly
Bitches can't come near me
I just popped a willie
I told her throw it back
And then she really feel me
I got a real bitch
And she might just give a kidney
I am not Will Smith
But I'm out in Cali jigging
I don't f*ck with rats
Get in a jam, they telling
Just started rapping
Cause a nigga tired of selling
I rather sell a record
Then sit inside a cell man
My gang gone turn up
Cause my gang is like my family
I know it's plenty niggas mad
They can't f*ckin stand me
Too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting star
Too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
I'm too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting a star
I'm too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting star
Too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
I'm too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting a star
I'm too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
Turn me up, I don't f*ck with a soul now
Heart been cold, but my shit is on froze now
Use to walk in and shake up with niggas
Shit so different, I'm clutching my pole now
Do my bop when I dance on a bitch
Don't know me? Well, lil nigga you know now
Niggas claiming the land of the free
Bitch it's up, this the land of the smoke now
Shit so deep, you get in ain't no way out
Bitches giving up pussy, a pay out
For my mothers and brothers, don't play bout em
Ima creep wet some shit like a spray bottle
Bitch whatever I do, I stand out
Have my way, I asking for handouts
Out of bounds, that lil nigga done ran out
I'm the beach, the hoes bringing the sand out
Give a f*ck what you say on yo post now
When I bop, got me doing the most now
Nigga said he got rocks and his block was too hot
Catch em up, turn that bitch too a ghost down town
Too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting star
Too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
I'm too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting a star
I'm too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
Get silly
Ice on me vanilly
Bitches can't come near me
I just popped a willie
I told her throw it back
And then she really feel me
I got a real bitch
And she might just give a kidney
I am not Will Smith
But I'm out in Cali jigging
I don't f*ck with rats
Get in a jam, they telling
Just started rapping
Cause a nigga tired of selling
I rather sell a record
Then sit inside a cell man
My gang gone turn up
Cause my gang is like my family
I know it's plenty niggas mad
They can't f*ckin stand me
Too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting star
Too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
I'm too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting a star
I'm too hot
I can not stop writing verses down
I'm back in the booth
Yea, it's going down
This cash coming in, I need more now
Writer: Boog Billin
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