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Mike Sherm

Hotboy

 

Hotboy

(album: Sherm World - 2019)


Need a fan, I'm a hot boy
Big bands, what you got for us?
Get blammed tryna pop on us
Goddamn, hundred shots on us
Need a fan, I'm a hot boy
Big bands, what you got for us?
Get blammed tryna pop on us
Goddamn, hundred shots on us

Been there and I done that
I ain't never fell off, fuck a comeback
Walked in with my hand on my nutsack
All huns in my pocket, this a dub stack
Dumb cash, blow it all with my dumb ass
Tryna give a bird to a knock, where the bums at?
Fuck around and break your bitch off, where the buns at?
Nah, I'm just playing, nigga, fuck that
I can't even make this up, it ain't no nigga like me
I ain't showing up if you don't pay the right fee
Bitch getting dropped if she don't say the right thing
Fifty bitches, fifty states, something like P, bitch

Need a fan, I'm a hot boy
Big bands, what you got for us?
Get blammed tryna pop on us
Goddamn, hundred shots on us
Need a fan, I'm a hot boy
Big bands, what you got for us?
Get blammed tryna pop on us
Goddamn, hundred shots on us

Pop bottles like we at the club
Fucking models that you can't touch
You can't get a follow and she all on my dick
Tryna knock the door down while I'm taking a piss
Black car, white rims, I was caught in the mix
If I was moving weight, I could toss you a brick
About five bands what it cost for a hit
He can't even get a bag 'cause he off with a bitch
I'm a first class nigga, quit playing
Touch down, turn it up when this bitch land
I ain't got a body guard, just a hitman
You can fuck my main bitch for a quick band, nigga

Need a fan, I'm a hot boy
Big bands, what you got for us?
Get blammed tryna pop on us
Goddamn, hundred shots on us
Need a fan, I'm a hot boy
Big bands, what you got for us?
Get blammed tryna pop on us
Goddamn, hundred shots on us

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