some like it hot - mike oxlong lyrics
[intro]
b*tches like to drop, they drop it low
some like it hot, yeah some like it hot
h*ll motherf*ckin yeah
[verse 1]
you’ve been doing meth instead of math, age like k!ller wine, psychopath
more days before a beast mode rodeo days, shady aftermath
best places to f*cking have combat with a bunch of motherf*ckas you wanna catch
catch me a heater, catch me a wife beater, catch me all the greedy feeders
having’ mental breakdowns like a littlе child with a temper*metеr
bad babysitters, put the nails to the coffins
ship your packages like fedex, bark out my rich flex
imagine experiencing rich s*x, lsd, psychedelic rich effects
remove myself from your mind due to your hatred of mike
blow sh*t up like dynamites, jay and silent bomb’s strike
play basketball with crumpled up dollar bills
in conclusion, never ever f*cking take a chill pill
[chorus]
some like it hot, n0body likes them cold
my motherf*ckin’ erection that i can’t control
l*st is all over in me when she attracts my soul
i know that p*ssy wants this oxlong d*ck
maybe we can have peace, the box and the stick
some like it hot, n0body likes them cold
my motherf*ckin’ erection that i can’t control
l*st is all over in me when she attracts my soul
i know that p*ssy wants this oxlong d*ck
maybe we can have peace, the box and the stick
[verse 2]
convert to islam, not ready to switch, i’m cool and calm
special gun that i have and his name tom
don’t be the day you get traumatized like the fellows outta vietnam
spit sick sh*t like my f*cking foul*mouth had rabies
cry me a river of cry*baby babies with their biological ladies
born during the michael jackson era of the eighties
number 33 like scottie, what have my consequences taught me
be a full moon wolf and pushing naughty, flashing lights like paparazzi
bunch of songs inside of my inventory, pulling from every other category
struck a nerve, like i’m supposed to do with my enthusiasm, i curve
wave my motherf*ckin hands like i don’t care what i’ve heard
signal isn’t clear, i got a bottle and the bottle contains beer
my dear, one night is like having one beer, ya hear
some of your sh*t be super hot, have mike saying “godd*mn!”
silence of the lambs, girl i’m tryna show you who the f*ck i am
sam i am, my friend sammy don’t like the way i am
mikes tall of course he gets the cramps, peeking greediness like f*cking mr. crabs
lived long before playing with sticks as toys, before the black and gray
jim crow laws, extreme racism, hippies, so mike was not to be afraid
put the money on the table, smack it to your face and call it a day
[chorus]
some like it hot, n0body likes them cold
my motherf*ckin’ erection that i can’t control
l*st is all over in me when she attracts my soul
i know that p*ssy wants this oxlong d*ck
maybe we can have peace, the box and the stick
some like it hot, n0body likes them cold
my motherf*ckin’ erection that i can’t control
l*st is all over in me when she attracts my soul
i know that p*ssy wants this oxlong d*ck
maybe we can have peace, the box and the stick
[verse 3]
lots of b*lls speaking that fake leather sh*t talk
phone call blocks, block other jacks from getting that beanstalk
wall street my ass, i guess mike has shipped up your stock
black and white stripes with 27 shooting stars behind two legends
snap back to reality in a matter of seconds
snack pack in the fridge, f*cking sweet sign of expression
k!ll a mockingbird, get the big bag, stolen money referred
stealing my heart and you gonna need a password
the pills and the walls, why am i making them speak
k!lled off harry in speed, toting pistols like dirty harry with these
whole life mislead, all that make*up and lip gloss, also cheerlead
the monopoly, clean like f*cking mr. so fresh and clean
lurking with crazy cracker and honkeys and figurines on halloween
daily trips to my routine, seems no female targets to make a queen
pacing and catching you up with this ford mustang, steve mcqueen
lifes a b*tch, taking all these sticky greens to build a portrait
open up the curtains to find a bunch of f*cking green h*rnets
hasta la vista baby, you left behind a couple warrants
i created a monster, little shops of horror that was meant to haunt her
tearing you up like i’m the mobster, better off dead than to wander
harlem to yonkers, phantom of the outcast responder
high school dropout, go bananas and let all my acts out
come on, lets go girl, there ain’t nothing to talk about
dizz her off like a blackout, f*ck it, i’m taking the naughty route
[chorus]
some like it hot, n0body likes them cold
my motherf*ckin’ erection that i can’t control
l*st is all over in me when she attracts my soul
i know that p*ssy wants this oxlong d*ck
maybe we can have peace, the box and the stick
some like it hot, n0body likes them cold
my motherf*ckin’ erection that i can’t control
l*st is all over in me when she attracts my soul
i know that p*ssy wants this oxlong d*ck
maybe we can have peace, the box and the stick
[outro]
she likes it hot, i like it hot
myself like it hot, mike like it hot
everybody likes it hot
g*ys like it hot, lesbains like it hot
trans like it hot, animals like it hot
my point is everybody like it hot
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