Текст (слова) песни: Jay-Z - It`s Hot (Some Like it Hot)

[Jay-Z]
Can`t stop it nigga, uh
Mm-hmm, uh-huh, can`t stop that
Timbaland uh-huh.. Jigga Man uh-huh
Yeah.. Brook, Brook-Brooklyn huh?
That`s right
Put your motherfuckin hands together, uh-huh
Put your motherfuckin hands together
Yo, can`t stop it

Yo..
Yo show closer, J-to-the-A-Y-Hovah
Place shutter down, who the fuck`ll fuck around?
Game spitter, Range sitter, Bentley driver nigga
Keep a full clip I have to empty out on niggaz
Hoe bagger, no slacker, get this shit jumpin
like eight blacks, fo` crackers, get yo` ass jumped
Crist` sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga
Gat buster, ass toucher.. clit licker
Go against Jigga yo` ass is dense
I`m about a dollar, what the fuck is 50 Cents?
Hot shit, kick a nigga, turn these mics out
My jewelry so bright you can turn these lights out
Hovah`s like Noah keep two in the truck
I`m like U-Haul; every bitch movin I fuck
You move slut, I gotta put two in your butt
I`m everything: the when`s, why`s, who`s, and what
Nigga what?

Chorus: Jay-Z (repeat 2X w/ minor variations)

Hell no you can`t stop it, when it`s hot it`s hot
My grind, keep me jumpin out of drop to drop
My shine, lose your sight tryin to watch the watch
When there`s drama Jigga pop, Jigga pop, pop

[Jay-Z]
Seperate myself from the lame, no you can`t see me
I`m 6-0-0, you 300 C-E
Give my ladies dick, my young hoes pee-pee
Hits in a row like MJ; "Hee-hee!"
Since I was waist height, late night, bustin in the clouds
Runnin wild, comin home late, cussin out my mouth
Niggaz said, "Bryan leave your cousin in the house"
Everytime we play the Dozen, he`s buggin out
While y`all was playin yo-yo, I was sittin on low pros
Dippin the po-po, gettin that dough-dough
No, no I ain`t stupid I take loot kid
What`s in the bank? Shoot it
Lose it like I ain`t do it
You wanna play Jigga nigga what you drank fluid?
Got a full tank now you wanna pull rank?
I clap still, act ill, Jigga shoot thee
Give you chest pains, leg sprains absolutely
What?

Chorus

[Jay-Z]
Thirty-eight revolve like the sun round the Earth
Try to play hard get you found round the dirt
Six shell casings found round your shirt
{*cyring*} in surround sound from the hearse
Jigga Man, trigger man, hit your man up
Six shots, hit the pole, hit the van up
Kidnap grown folks get them grands up
Timbaland, hot shit, get them hands up

Chorus 2X

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Jay-Z - It`s Hot (Some Like it Hot) [Jay-Z] Can`t stop it nigga, uh Mm-hmm, uh-huh, can`t stop that Timbaland uh-huh.. Jigga Man uh-huh Yeah.. Brook, Brook-Brooklyn huh? That`s right Put your motherfuckin hands together, uh-huh Put your motherfuckin hands together Yo, can`t stop it Yo.. Yo show closer, J-to-the-A-Y-Hovah Place shutter down, who the fuck`ll fuck around? Game spitter, Range sitter, Bentley driver nigga Keep a full clip I have to empty out on niggaz Hoe bagger, no slacker, get this shit jumpin like eight blacks, fo` crackers, get yo` ass jumped Crist` sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga Gat buster, ass toucher.. clit licker Go against Jigga yo` ass is dense I`m about a dollar, what the fuck is 50 Cents? Hot shit, kick a nigga, turn these mics out My jewelry so bright you can turn these lights out Hovah`s like Noah keep two in the truck I`m like U-Haul; every bitch movin I fuck You move slut, I gotta put two in your butt I`m everything: the when`s, why`s, who`s, and what Nigga what? Chorus: Jay-Z (repeat 2X w/ minor variations) Hell no you can`t stop it, when it`s hot it`s hot My grind, keep me jumpin out of drop to drop My shine, lose your sight tryin to watch the watch When there`s drama Jigga pop, Jigga pop, pop [Jay-Z] Seperate myself from the lame, no you can`t see me I`m 6-0-0, you 300 C-E Give my ladies dick, my young hoes pee-pee Hits in a row like MJ; "Hee-hee!" Since I was waist height, late night, bustin in the clouds Runnin wild, comin home late, cussin out my mouth Niggaz said, "Bryan leave your cousin in the house" Everytime we play the Dozen, he`s buggin out While y`all was playin yo-yo, I was sittin on low pros Dippin the po-po, gettin that dough-dough No, no I ain`t stupid I take loot kid What`s in the bank? Shoot it Lose it like I ain`t do it You wanna play Jigga nigga what you drank fluid? Got a full tank now you wanna pull rank? I clap still, act ill, Jigga shoot thee Give you chest pains, leg sprains absolutely What? Chorus [Jay-Z] Thirty-eight revolve like the sun round the Earth Try to play hard get you found round the dirt Six shell casings found round your shirt {cyring} in surround sound from the hearse Jigga Man, trigger man, hit your man up Six shots, hit the pole, hit the van up Kidnap grown folks get them grands up Timbaland, hot shit, get them hands up Chorus 2X Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни It`s Hot (Some Like it Hot): http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/2480.html Все тексты песен: Jay-Z » Jay-Z - Super Ugly » Jay-Z - Rap Game/Crack Game » Jay-Z - It`s Alright (feat. Memphis Bleek) » Jay-Z - Lucifer » Jay-Z - Brooklyn`s Finest (feat. Notorious B.I.G.) » Jay-Z - A Million And One Questions Rhyme No Mor » Jay-Z - Diamond is Forever » Jay-Z - There`s Been a Murder » Jay-Z - Money Ain`t A Thing » Jay-Z - Streets is Talking » Jay-Z - Meet the Parents » Jay-Z - Take You Home With Me a.k.a. Body » Jay-Z - Can I Get A... » Jay-Z - December 4th » Jay-Z - Your Love » Jay-Z - Soon You`ll Understand » Jay-Z - Allure » Jay-Z - La, La, La (Excuse Me Again) * » Jay-Z - Streets Is Watching » Jay-Z - Never Change Рекомендуем скачать: » Большой детский хор - Звездопад » Борис Гордон - Домодедовский вальс » Борис Вайханский - Романс Екатерины Дмитриевны Рощиной (к спектаклю Хождение по мукам по А.Н.Толстому) » Братья Грим - Галлюциноген » Борис Бляхман - Картинка старого двора... » Блестящие - Твои глаза опять молчат » Борис Вячеславов - Вот и встретились после зимы... » Борис Вячеславов - С помощью карты заповедных времен... » Би-2 - Прощай, Берлин » Борис Щеглов - Круговая чаша » Борис Бондарев - Вот я и дома. Весь дом мой в огнях... » Борис Вячеславов - Зарисовки » Борис Френкель - Не провинция это, дружок, не провинция... » Борис Бурда - Мир Фенимора Купера (мечты гимназиста) » Борис Бурда - Монолог биолога » Ближе к небу - Плевать на все » Борис Вахнюк - Где покой? Идёт война... » Борис Бурда - Монолог избирателя » Бочаров Владимир - ГАДАЛКА » Банда - Рим, Париж...
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