Meek Mill - Hot (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Meek Mill - Hot (en) Lyrics
(KJ, what you got goin' on, man?)
(Eza on the beat, he cooked that shit)
Kalbimden
çekiyorsun,
For real
I walk in the spot (Steppin')
I got what it takes to get to the top
The money I make, these
niggas cannot compete
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nefesimi çekiyor,
She give me the twat (Give me that)
I know she a thot, still
give her a shot
Taktiklerden kırılırsın ama
mutlu olursun,
Yeah, this that city boy
shit (Real city)
Shit was amazing, welcome the Lord's
magic, flick of the wrist (Brr)
Pocket a chop' right next to the drop,
you can't even pick up the shit
I gotta take a flick of
this shit (Let's go)
Göğsümden ama kalbimi, kalbimi
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I know my haters be sick of this shit
I put a bitch on a bitch (On a bitch)
Poppin' them wheelies and shit
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Fives and tens and twenties,
we never don't count 'em, we
give 'em to women and shit
Swear to God that my hood
gon' remember this shit
Yeah, if we start it, you know
we gon' finish it, yeah
Been countin' that pussy,
I'm gettin' a lot
I fuck from the back 'til
it's twistin' my sight
You know that I'm hot (Hot, hot, hot)
Hmm, hotter than juvie in '99 (Bah)
Drippin' Dior to my heel, pull
up and hop out the whip
to a lot of eyes (On me)
I put this shit on, for real,
mixin' top dollar designer
with Jordan 5s (Ghetto)
Really like fuck these niggas,
I gave 'em a couple tries, now
I'm cuttin' ties (Fuck)
This my life, your entertainment, I
want the money, fuck bein' famous
Why is you fifty-three, still bangin'?
(Huh?) Sick of these niggas,
put me in containment
Umbrella in the Rolls case
it rain, goin' wherever
the money take me (Grr)
All this forever, don't it never
change, don't think about it but
I miss her brain (On God)
Hit the switch, let the stick
blow, to ride this wave,
you need a big boat
Poppin' shit 'cause I was piss poor,
hotter than grandmama Crisco (Go)
I taught my niggas to move a lil'
smooth (Why?), you can't even tell
what the feds sayin' (Spy)
I'm in DC with a red skin, big FN
The money I make, these
niggas cannot compete
They know that I'm gettin' a lot
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