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hot sauce - heartless g lyrics

yeeaaaa

i got my dogs wit me (x2)

whippin’ in the pot, but i’m not making chili
heartless i got the block hot like chili
i’m hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce
my clothes all red the feds playing where’s waldo?
hoe n*gga i’m sauce no tabasco bottle
i’m hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce

(you just a hot mess)

uhhh.. you can call me hot ketchup
got bullets like fries make your whole block ketchup
uhhh.. cheese im bout my mozzarella
i touch alot of money, like a bank teller
but i don’t tell the bank to hold sh*t for me
drugs in your b*tches ass yеa she hold sh*t for me
(ewww)
without constipation, but keep it on the d low
you know hеartless g hot like a jalapeño
i bet you hop off my swag when i clap the steelo
leave you foaming out your head like a capacino
red flag sauce same color cause im hot
black 38 same color as a rock
jacket same color as a crack rock
oakwood and vaughn tracks spot in the crack shop
n*gga i sit back count the breas stack the cheese
i’m so hot i got your b*tch sweating out her weave
whippin’ in the pot, but i’m not making chili
heartless i got the block hot like chili
i’m hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce
my clothes all red the feds playing where’s waldo?
hoe n*gga i’m sauce no tabasco bottle
i’m hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce

n*gga! my money hot cause it’s fire red
riding out in a red truck like a fireman
my og’s tell me bool off cause i’m too sauce
attempted murder, and two assaults
plus alot more charges on my rap sheet
n*gga i’m tryna stay sharp like a cashee
no slippin extra grip on my kleets
riding dirty in the hood like i’m tryna breach
i got probation till 2012
my n*gga quancy beat his charges
and i’m proud as h*ll
i throw the yoke in the pan and start scramblin
cause i sell all you can eat f*ck mandrin
bool me off cause im hot sauce
cause all yo top drop, on the floor
cause you shot, 44 aim for your dome
until you go boil in a pot
i’ll the pump to your chest like a stephascope
i’m tryna stick to the f*cking paper like an envelope
heartless
whippin’ in the pot, but i’m not making chili
heartless i got the block hot like chili
i’m hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce
my clothes all red the feds playing where’s waldo?
hoe n*gga i’m sauce no tabasco bottle
i’m hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce

- heartless g lyrics

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