收聽Young Thug的Hot (Remix) [feat. Gunna and Travis Scott] (Remix|Clean)歌詞歌曲

Hot (Remix) [feat. Gunna and Travis Scott] (Remix|Clean)

Young Thug, Gunna, Travis Scott2019年10月31日

Hot (Remix) [feat. Gunna and Travis Scott] (Remix|Clean) 歌詞

 

 

(Remix) - Young Thug/Gunna/Travis Scott

(Remix) - Young Thug/Gunna/Travis Scott

Gunna:

Wheezy outta here

Hot hot hot hot

Hot hot hot hot

Hot hot hot d**n

Hot hot hot hot

Gunna:

Everything litty I love when it's hot

Turned up the city I broke off the notch

Got some more millis I keep me a knot

I created history and made me a lot

He tried to diss me and ended on Fox

We call them chopsticks 'cause they gonna chop

Took her out of Follies 'cause her p***y pop

I run it like Nike we got it on lock

Gunna:

Cartier eye

I'm the bossman in a suit but no tie

I can't be sober I gotta stay high

Pour me some syrup in a Canada Dry

Ridin' in the spaceship like Bonnie and Clyde

Don't worry baby I keep me some fire

Shenenehs and Birkins she cannot decide

The latest Mercedes her go-to surprise

Don't sleep on miss lady her p***y a prize

D**k in her back while I'm grippin' her sides

Bigger Maybach this ain't regular size

We really fly we like pelican glide

B***h you ain't slick I can tell the disguise

Upgraded my wrist put baguettes in that Sky

She sing I might sign her and change her whole life

I told her to gargle and work on her highs

Gunna:

Everything litty I love when it's hot

Turned up the city I broke off the notch

Got some more millis I keep me a knot

I created history and made me a lot

He tried to diss me and ended on Fox

We call them chopsticks 'cause they gonna chop

Took her out of Follies 'cause her p***y pop

I run it like Nike we got it on lock

Young Thug:

Cash money checks cash

Addy Birkin brand new extendos

I just wanna f**k the b***h by myself

I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite

Young Thug:

I took the Bentley coupe back then I hopped in a Cayenne

Skrrt

I put the b***h in the front of the Bentley in front of the driver

Skrrt

Ayy man this s**t there the w**d you can't smoke in the Rolls Royce

Woah woah

Yeah yeah

I'm still double cupped up I'm drinkin' I shoot off your tires huh

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

I'm in the coupe by myself

I had to kick a door when I was 5

Keep the old ones on the shelf

Whole sixteen round in the fire

I'm sick and tired of these young n***as act like they firin'

They tellin' these lies

Actin' like they the ones created this

And they get all the drip from my guys

Yeah Cartier eyes

Cartier coat Cartiers the watch

Cartier love Cartier the thot

Cartier specs buffalo on the side

Princess cut diamonds they Cartier yeah

Cartier bag for the Cartier thot

Sky Wrangler coupe with two hundred the dash

Cartier jeans ain't no way I can sag

No way I'ma ever gon' go out bad

I can't go out no way I'ma go out

I just grip on her a*s and I show out

I sit like a champ and I wait on a hold-out

I just whip up a new Chanel Patek

I whip with the wrist and I don't break the door out

Turn the whole top floor to a whorehouse

Hundreds racks in ones dude brought the flood out

Young Thug:

Cash money checks cash

Addy Birkin brand new extendos

I just wanna f**k the b***h by myself

I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite

Travis Scott:

Hot like the 504 Boyz how I move through the lobby

Hot

Since '012 La Flame been hot just to show you the time frame

La Flame

Hunnid mill down on my desk but I'm still up deciding

Straight up

Match your M's in my account to the truck in my driveway

Skrrt skrrt

I'm in that four-door by myself know it's a hunnid more n***as outside

Know they gon' ride 'til the death

Ooh had some good years ain't no way I get tired

I gotta do what I feel everyday Super Bowl f**k it oh well

I put a lot on myself in the field Richard Mille on like Odell

Let's go

She slid her hand down my pants just to grab the torpedo

Doo doo doo

I had to go back and link with my slimes like I'm thirteen and zero

It's lit

I told the 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 yeah yeah yeah

Lil' momma can fly had some troubles put that s**t in the sky

Brought the angels know the devil would try

Get so high you thought Paris Hilton would've said it

Yeah yeah

When we come out we can't help but leave damage

Yeah yeah yeah

Afterparty Astroworld at the planet

Yeah yeah

Laid the map out but they didn't understand it

When I'm on know that I f**k on her Grammy yeah

Gunna:

Hot hot hot hot

Hot hot hot hot

Hot hot hot d**n

Hot hot hot hot