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letra de icy hot - kydd

[intro]
yeah…
it’s kydd
look

[chorus]
i’m hot: blue flame
grind for the dub: wu-tang
start a riot in the club: 2chainz
loud pack full of fruit, no kool-aid
i’m cool so you straight
leave my section alone ‘fore it’s too late
and you know that i rep that mitten
i come outta flint, so you know i’ma get it, ugh
[verse 1]
i flip this sh-t like it’s some acrobatics
try me, i’ll subtract your ass like mathematics
your b-tch is average; i only f-ck the baddest
i’m rolling in money and blowing on cabbage
see i ain’t no k!ller, but don’t make me pop it
what i keep is loaded, i ain’t gotta c-ck it
we keep it for safety; this work can get crazy
can’t protect your babies if you’re pushing daisies

i move my feet on a track like usain
kick it like i’m liu kang, hotter than a blue flame
b-tch, i got the club goin’ up on a tuesday
f-ck what you say, i’m slurring off the d’usse
i grew up on bread and bologna
now i open up my fridge and it’s looking like a food bank
it’s the little things in life that i appreciate
catch me at the 4, like 7 in my shoe game
don’t ask me what my future looks like
is that question rhetorical, i ain’t the f-ckin’ oracle
i might cop a new rocket, homie stop it
my lifestyle to you is unaffordable
i might f-ck around and buy a new boat
just so i can go and sail it off the shores of florida
i might take your b-tch on a trip with me
until she either gets annoying or i get f-ckin’ bored with her
ooh, you best not test me or try me
like, i’m unpredictable, what i’ma do (skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr!)
we pull up like thirty deep in a bunch of f-ckin’ hoopties waiting for you
ooh, turn your front yard in a mothaf-ckin’ derby
we’re drunk in that sh-t when we drive and we swervin’
b-tch, i’m in the game and i ball like i’m irving
came up overnight like i did it on purpose

[verse 2]
see, i ride on that b-tch, so she ride on my d-ck
she rolling with you, but she tryna forget
who the f-ck that she done came in here with
i f-ck her slow-motion like the matrix
now she keep calling and calling again
she prolly mad cuz i f-ck with her friend
next time that b-tch call me
i swear to god i’ma pick it up and try to start speaking french
like oui, b-tch
tell me what you see, b-tch
your boyfriend’s a weak b-tch, ain’t no f-ckin’ secret
b-tch, i murder everything, like i don’t f-ckin’ leave prints
and i sip that purple rain, i don’t f-ckin’ mean prince

this ain’t codeine in my foam
boy, this that thc sh-t
you can’t overdose on weed
i smoke more than i’m breathing
oh, you in the game, for what
all i see are defects
don’t give a f-ck if i offend you
hoe, strengthen your weakness
b-tch, i’m the bee’s knees and the cat’s ass
all that and a bag of kush
i’ll body-check a mothaf-cker quick
like i’m chris evans from that movie push
got a powerful mind like i’m telekinetic
remember my lines and don’t ever forget it
i’ll f-ck up a check like this sh-t was a fetish
they’ll never catch up, and that’s where i find relish

- kydd

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