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Teamcashskooty - HOTLANTA Lyrics



Teamcashskooty - HOTLANTA Lyrics




It's hot as f*ck in Atlanta but still ain't sweatin' no hoe
Hit the road for that dog tryna give me some cho
After I hit that little hoe I do not know her no more
She wanna stay with me cause she said she got nowhere to go

Everywhere I got that fye you know I'm keepin' it close
She suckin' dick and you be kissin' her lil' buddy, you're gross
I got lean inside my double cup, I'm makin' a toast
Bout that bread, I go fed, turn a nigga to toast

Make it rain with that money, watch these bitches get wet
Call me one call Paul, I ain't breakin' a sweat
What you did, I been dead, boy, I'm really a vet
Say you hit a lick, for ten I'm not really impressed

Walkin' round with a rifle and a bulletproof vest
Flyer than a falcon like that boy was born in the nest
And I be higher than a mountain, I be smokin' the best
Ayy, man, these niggas ain't really smokin' on za

Man, these niggas smokin' that boof pack, you dig
Baby, check my charges, I was really a robber
I ain't tryna argue, I'ma pull out the carbon
Hungry for that money like a young nigga starvin

I stay wit a tool like I'm Marvin the Martian
My gang hit a lick for damn near four hundred thousand
Ten bands, twenty bands, money be pilin
My new bitch, she thick, she said she came from the islands

And don't hop in the whip if you know that you ain't ridin
My young nigga be slidin', my young nigga be wildin
And you know I came equipped, cause I be ready for violence
Bitch, she said she don't suck dick, I told her, baby, she childish

And I told her, check the fit, no, I do not need a stylist
And it glizzy, go click, clap, everybody get back
Whack em like a mole, leave a nigga cold
Send my shooters at your door, I told a nigga, strike a pose

Ayy, man, if it's up, then it's stuck, can't go back and forth about nothin
It's hot as f*ck in Atlanta, but still ain't sweatin' no ho
Hit the road for that dough, I'm tryna get me some cho
After I hit the little ho, I do not know her no more

She wanna stay with me, cause she said she got nowhere to go
Every while I got that fight, you know I'm keepin' it close
She suckin' dick and you be kissin' her lil' buddy, you gross
I got lean inside my double cup, I'm makin' a toast

Bout that bread, I go fed, turn a nigga to toast
I got lean inside my double cup, I'm makin' a toast
Bout that bread, I go fed, turn a nigga to toast
I got lean inside my double cup, I'm makin' a toast
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It's hot as f*ck in Atlanta but still ain't sweatin' no hoe
Hit the road for that dog tryna give me some cho
After I hit that little hoe I do not know her no more
She wanna stay with me cause she said she got nowhere to go

Everywhere I got that fye you know I'm keepin' it close
She suckin' dick and you be kissin' her lil' buddy, you're gross
I got lean inside my double cup, I'm makin' a toast
Bout that bread, I go fed, turn a nigga to toast

Make it rain with that money, watch these bitches get wet
Call me one call Paul, I ain't breakin' a sweat
What you did, I been dead, boy, I'm really a vet
Say you hit a lick, for ten I'm not really impressed

Walkin' round with a rifle and a bulletproof vest
Flyer than a falcon like that boy was born in the nest
And I be higher than a mountain, I be smokin' the best
Ayy, man, these niggas ain't really smokin' on za

Man, these niggas smokin' that boof pack, you dig
Baby, check my charges, I was really a robber
I ain't tryna argue, I'ma pull out the carbon
Hungry for that money like a young nigga starvin

I stay wit a tool like I'm Marvin the Martian
My gang hit a lick for damn near four hundred thousand
Ten bands, twenty bands, money be pilin
My new bitch, she thick, she said she came from the islands

And don't hop in the whip if you know that you ain't ridin
My young nigga be slidin', my young nigga be wildin
And you know I came equipped, cause I be ready for violence
Bitch, she said she don't suck dick, I told her, baby, she childish

And I told her, check the fit, no, I do not need a stylist
And it glizzy, go click, clap, everybody get back
Whack em like a mole, leave a nigga cold
Send my shooters at your door, I told a nigga, strike a pose

Ayy, man, if it's up, then it's stuck, can't go back and forth about nothin
It's hot as f*ck in Atlanta, but still ain't sweatin' no ho
Hit the road for that dough, I'm tryna get me some cho
After I hit the little ho, I do not know her no more

She wanna stay with me, cause she said she got nowhere to go
Every while I got that fight, you know I'm keepin' it close
She suckin' dick and you be kissin' her lil' buddy, you gross
I got lean inside my double cup, I'm makin' a toast

Bout that bread, I go fed, turn a nigga to toast
I got lean inside my double cup, I'm makin' a toast
Bout that bread, I go fed, turn a nigga to toast
I got lean inside my double cup, I'm makin' a toast
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Writer: Joel-Alexander Mundon
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Teamcashskooty
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Joel-Alexander Mundon
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