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letra de heat - j.real hip hop

[intro]

the whole team, showed up
red cups, poured up
a bunch of weed, rolled up
so from what it seems, they got it sewed up

she getting closer, body move in slow motion, uh
…
i’m sober, but she got me zoning like i’m on one
yo…

[verse 1]

look, i was in my black neff hat, back snapped like a caged dog
converse greys on, got my neck-braids done
just for this occasion, to chill up in this party
that’s more foggy than a graveyard, i cannot see like adolf
my vision clears and, that’s when i see her
fine enough to eat up, suck her cute lil’ feets up
bang dexter beats up out the speaker while i beat up
but first i had to speak up, and that’s when i started to speed up
like, “how are you doing? shawty you beyond gorgeous
and i wanna sink in your waters, be like moses when i part it
pound it harder, doing it damage, this could be your 10 commandments
not to be blasphemous, i just wanna take a bite of your forbidden apple”
she started laughing, like “chill baby! aye you j.real baby?
i like your raps, but on the real you gotta relax
kick back, peep the atmosphere, we vibing
you trying to slip inside then let me get you high”
uh…

[hook]

it’s gon’ be hard to stay sober she got me throwed and uhhh…
you know we about to heat up!
she got them papers she rolling, them joints be swollen, uhhh…
you know we about to heat up!

and she roll a whole o’ and then she light & she blow
ohhhh, you know we about to heat up!
and she making me float, the way her lips hit the smoke
ohhhh, you know we about to heat up!

[verse 2]

she was such a rad chick, mad thick, showing me where he tats is
smoking out the bathroom, fogging up my gl-sses
leaving lip gloss on the doobie as she p-ssed it
to her friend, who was puerto rican judging by her accent
i asked her, “how much can she take?”
she said she could do “eight to the face without it even being a thing
meanwhile, most these b-tches fake! can’t f-ck with that dank!
they just perpetrate like they blaze, they sh-t should be laced!
dirty -ss sk-nks! still smoking on blunts; i’m of a higher rank!
i be zooted erryday’, i just can’t f-ck with that drank!”
turned up the music, blasted frank ocean, as she finished toking
pulled me over, started singing in my ear like bone nem’
“i was hoping, that maybe we could sneak to somewhere that’s private
and you could feel all over me body! got me hotter than you can stop!
i’m high, and i need you to knock it out the frame” i’m that guy
now that’s what i call a contact high!
huh!

[hook]

[bridge]

girl, i can get you higher than them papers
and that reefer you blazing
if you just come and take a ride with me
i’m talking bout’ that fire stimulation
everything you’ve been waiting for
come slide on my side & see
uh, yeeeeaaaah!

- j real hip hop

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