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letra de heat & head - mac dre

[intro: mac dre]
ooh, flame on, johnny
it’s gettin’ hot up in here
baby, yeah, you need to take off all your clothes
it’s gettin’ hot up in here
flame on, johnny, ha

[chorus: mac dre]
h-e-a-t, h-e-a-t
h-e-a-t, h-e-a-t

[verse 1: mac dre]
i used to do dumb sh-t so ogs would give me coins
back in the days of finger waves and grimmy joints
one n-gga, stupid doo doo dumb n-gga
false id to the police, always on the run, n-gga
in and out of jail like a f-ckin’ alcoholic
i was doin’ my thug thang, or whatever you wanna call it
now i’m off the toilet, sh-ttin’ on everything
you n-ggas can’t spoil it, i’m hittin’ my mary jane
i stack that, i’m strapped with a fat gat
ready to clap clap; any function, i’m at that
security don’t search me ’cause i’m vip
got my s-t-r-a-p, be everywhere i be, heat

[chorus: mac mall]
h-e-a-d, h-e-a-d
h-e-a-d, h-e-a-d
[verse 2: mac mall]
baby boo got the soup coolers to do p-rnographic manuevers
super duper head doctor, dame got degrees to prove it
i never had to beg, sometimes she flash, zip down my pants
and straight slob me down in public like it’s nothin’
don’t have to be alone for her to give me dome
chassis blew me in the movies, third seat, tenth row
i got a fetish for broads who give atomic bomb headers
and if i f-ck with your breez’, believe that she did it
so peace to the hoes down with f-ll-tio
middle finger for the weak tramps who don’t swallow
but this freak i’m workin’ with, she treat my cum like it’s gold
and every time i explode, the chick slurpin’ the load

[outro: mac mall]
whoa, blow on, breezy; blow on, breezy
don’t stop, don’t quit, go ‘head, use your spit
little mama got the bomb, bomb head
don’t stop, don’t quit, go ‘head, use your spit
i knew you was a southjaw, headers of the century
i mean, ostrich neck, uh
she’s like a jizm magician
don’t stop, don’t quit, go ‘head, use your spit
(blow on, breezy; blow on, breezy)
don’t stop, don’t quit, go ‘head, use your spit, b-tch
yeah, i was considerin’ first class tickets to boston
but instead we goin’ to jawmaica on a red eye

- mac dre

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