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HOTSHOT Video (MV)




Performed By: Dell 2k
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Cordell E




Dell 2k - HOTSHOT Lyrics




Pulled up on the scene
And then I had to make it rock
My accountant checked the stocks
My numbers going up
I just had to make it rock
I done did a lot
Nigga you a hot shot
Nigga you a hot shot

Okay Okay
Who the f*ck gon mess with me?
No one?
Okay
Final lap
Going fast
Turn the game to body bags
Turn the game to super smash
Home alone I gotta thrax
She told me she ain't like my raps
I told her you can pay ya tab
That dinner date I did the dash with class
Okay Okay
I just want a chocolate queen and peanut butter insides
All my teeth is Eminem that picture perfect highlight
The grind they say I'm like Mike
Moonwalking till the sunrise
I'm working till I'm toasting some Coronas in the limelight
Verbally a surgeon Dr. Dre would say my sound tight
I pulled up with a stethoscope told Interscope to check my pulse
My vitals glow, I'm honorable, I got the hits my rivals don't
Hey yo aye
I don't mean to be mean
I'm just tryna be me
Hope you see what I see
Chain on me it's icy
Coco bitch no Ice-T
Brand new whip with icing
Ain't nobody like me
When they see me in the streets they act like I got ice cream
Side chicks seen each other and now everybody feisty
Women don't excite me
Camera flash no lightning
I been going Justin Bieber big so I just

Pulled up on the scene
And then I had to make it rock
My accountant checked the stocks
My numbers going up
I just had to make it rock
I done did a lot
Nigga you a hot shot
Nigga you a hot shot

Nigga you a hot shot
Nigga you a rock star
He been walking different man this nigga think he got sauce
He been stepping like the man his music sounding top notch
He think that he drip
He say he the shit
She don't even dress so that could never be my chick, nah
I be talking dangerous
Baby speak my language
I just gotta say shit
I just can't contain it
Name 5 other rappers who don't do it for the payments
Take a second
Think
It's time to bang shit!
They don't know my name I'll talk my shit because I'm shameless
Told that nigga talk that talk cause I ain't scared to face shit
Did this shit all by himself that shit don't even make sense
Hot boy, hot boy, I can hear the crowd noise
I be sippin henny till I fall into a black void
This is what they asked for
I done called my task force
Nigga called me out I had to run cause he wear black forces
I done passed the test (Yes)
Did I make a hit (Yes)
Can a nigga flex (Yes)
Say it wit yo chest (YES)
Yessuh!
Next up!
Sorry I'm a flexer
I been going ham cause I been feeling that I'm next up
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Pulled up on the scene
And then I had to make it rock
My accountant checked the stocks
My numbers going up
I just had to make it rock
I done did a lot
Nigga you a hot shot
Nigga you a hot shot

Okay Okay
Who the f*ck gon mess with me?
No one?
Okay
Final lap
Going fast
Turn the game to body bags
Turn the game to super smash
Home alone I gotta thrax
She told me she ain't like my raps
I told her you can pay ya tab
That dinner date I did the dash with class
Okay Okay
I just want a chocolate queen and peanut butter insides
All my teeth is Eminem that picture perfect highlight
The grind they say I'm like Mike
Moonwalking till the sunrise
I'm working till I'm toasting some Coronas in the limelight
Verbally a surgeon Dr. Dre would say my sound tight
I pulled up with a stethoscope told Interscope to check my pulse
My vitals glow, I'm honorable, I got the hits my rivals don't
Hey yo aye
I don't mean to be mean
I'm just tryna be me
Hope you see what I see
Chain on me it's icy
Coco bitch no Ice-T
Brand new whip with icing
Ain't nobody like me
When they see me in the streets they act like I got ice cream
Side chicks seen each other and now everybody feisty
Women don't excite me
Camera flash no lightning
I been going Justin Bieber big so I just

Pulled up on the scene
And then I had to make it rock
My accountant checked the stocks
My numbers going up
I just had to make it rock
I done did a lot
Nigga you a hot shot
Nigga you a hot shot

Nigga you a hot shot
Nigga you a rock star
He been walking different man this nigga think he got sauce
He been stepping like the man his music sounding top notch
He think that he drip
He say he the shit
She don't even dress so that could never be my chick, nah
I be talking dangerous
Baby speak my language
I just gotta say shit
I just can't contain it
Name 5 other rappers who don't do it for the payments
Take a second
Think
It's time to bang shit!
They don't know my name I'll talk my shit because I'm shameless
Told that nigga talk that talk cause I ain't scared to face shit
Did this shit all by himself that shit don't even make sense
Hot boy, hot boy, I can hear the crowd noise
I be sippin henny till I fall into a black void
This is what they asked for
I done called my task force
Nigga called me out I had to run cause he wear black forces
I done passed the test (Yes)
Did I make a hit (Yes)
Can a nigga flex (Yes)
Say it wit yo chest (YES)
Yessuh!
Next up!
Sorry I'm a flexer
I been going ham cause I been feeling that I'm next up
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Writer: Cordell E
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