Correction Lyrics It’s Gettin Hot (Town Biznezz Remix) by Clyde Carson

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Lyrics

Let—, let—, let a little of that ba** groove right here

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Oakland)
Team (Team), remix (Remix)
Who we got? (Short Dawg)
Let's go

B*t*h, what are you smokin'?
A big fat d**k comin' from East Oakland
I got love for the West and the North
Rolled by, seen a girl big breasts on a porch
I say yeah, we doin' everything
I'ma show you some sh*t you ain't never seen
Eastside game, b*t*h, that's what I move with
Know who I came with, tell her how we do it, pimp

I rep that hood, I got that good
That's all G-Stack's about
I spit that flame, I am that game
Watch how you run your mouth
Turn it up, mayne, we don't flust', mayne
It's hot in herre, please don't touch, mayne, uh-uh
From the East to the Crest
Northside Oakland and back to the West (To the West)
All in the name of the Yay
I rep Eastside Oakland, I don't rep the Bay (The Bay)
Uh, it's V. White the great
I'm a California boy, check my license plate (Go, go)

Super hyphy, hyphy, hyphy, hyphy
With a hundred thousand n***as actin' just like me, like me, like me
Yes, I'm a trendsetter
Hotter than the summer in minks and Coogi sweaters, sweaters, sweaters
Not listenin' and makin' noise
Yadidadamean, them East and West Oakland boys
Got toys for your chick to play with
Me, Dame Fame and Rick, windows up, take a picture, trick

It's that fifth of Hyp', that Swisher lit
That got her wilin' out
She wanna get ripped, go ask your chick
Find out how I get down
Ayy, it's gettin' hot (Hot)
We go dummy on my block (My block)
We got runners at my spot (My spot)
And they all can take it off and get hot (Get it hot)
Ayy, Team is back (Team is back)
Up and down the strip, low, leanin' back (You see us leanin')
Rippers on the strip, cold teasin' that
Gettin' hot, Clyde Carson, I'm a fiend for that
That, that, that girl gon' fake it
Took her to the East, got her a** b*** naked
I'm a go-getter, if she want me, I'ma take her
Mess her hair up, send her back, no makeup

I got one, one rip in the lobby
Two, two remain in the walkway
Three, three with Jungle in the hallway
Four tryna call me, they all say, "Kaz too hot" (Too hot)
Yeah, and she heard about Team (Yeah)
Purple in the bag that'll leak through the seam
Jeans melting over cream ice cream
But hey, it's what I do, baby, this is my thing (My thing)

It's that fifth of Hyp', that Swisher lit
That got her wilin' out
She wanna get ripped, go ask your chick
Find out how I get down
Ayy, it's gettin' hot (Hot)
We go dummy on my block (My block)
We got runners at my spot (My spot)
And they all can take it off and get hot (Get it hot)
Look, you know I'm so Town with it
Got to stay down with it so I keep them zips on me (On me)
And only twenty-seven grams, so drop them crowns
'Cause the other gram goes with me (With me)
Young Rich stay stuntin'
Push a 6-40-somethin', can't do a remix without me (Without me)
I keep her face in my lap right next to the strap
For cats who wanna plot on me

Uh-oh (It's gettin' hot)
Yeah, Team
Oh, you thought it was over?
Remix, for the Town, pimpin' (For the Town, pimp)
(Too hot) We had bring somebody back for y'all
(Too hot) Don't hurt 'em, talk to 'em, pimp

Hammer, Hammer, I am
Hammer, Team put me in the mix
Been makin' mills since '86
Took a little loss but I'm back for a fix
Got respect, I opened the doors
And brought over half the Town on my tour
Thirty million sold, I'm bound to do more
It's hot now, wait 'til I hit the store
And just put on the Hammer, and you will be rewarded
The Team done brought me back, it's gettin' hot, let's get it started
Gone

Saigon, good lookin' on the video, n***a
This is Moe Doe music, my n***a

Doors open on that brand new Phantom
Eight step out, look out, all eyes at him
Play with clout, he stunt, haters can't stand him
'Cause soon as he stepped in, b*t*hes all wanna grab him
Ayy, the muh'f**kin' champ is here
Turn a ripper to a stripper, bring the tramps in here (Bring 'em in)
Keep 'em wet, bottom of they panties damp, it's clear
I'm the reason the streets hot, feel the atmosphere (Feel that)
580 pushin', it's your lady lookin'
She could be my b*t*h but she could stay your puddin'
Little pumpkin patch, you picked your sweet raw
Think she a housewife but really she street smart
Coldest n***a in America
I'm on that b*t*h head, n***a, I ain't scared of her
It's all mine, n***a, I don't share with her
Just gimme gimme, I'm so unfair with her

I got a bottle of Patrón, sittin' on chrome
She keep sayin' she gon' (Do it, do it)
She keep sayin' she wanna (Move it, move it)
She keep drinkin' she gon' (Lose it, lose it)
Yeah, we gon' (Do it, do it)
Up in the club we gon' (Move it, move it)
Off this drank we gon' (Lose it, lose it)
We keep freakin' we gon' (Do it, do it), aha

Ooh, I think they like me, I'm so icy
Aviator denim, blue crush with the Nikes
V-neck, white tee, yellow gold Brightling
Shine like a stunna, Mayne, tell 'em how your life be

Yoji Yamamoto jeans crisp with a wide three
Lemon stones in the ear, mannish blue Ice Creams
Fly what I might be, fly plus icy
Aviator lens just in case I go sightseeing
Fly what I might be, fly what I might be (Talk to 'em)
N***a, I'm a stunna, pimp, I'm so icy (Icy)
Most don't like me, it's highly unlikely
Mayne with a wifey? (Nah) Mayne with a wifey? (Never happen)
Mayne with your wifey probably what it might be
Wrap the wrist, fam, models starin', see me icy (Okay)
Fly you might be, you are not like me
Fly 101, yeah, I stunt 'cause it's nothing

I got a bottle of Patrón, sittin' on chrome
She keep sayin' she gon' (Do it, do it) (What else?)
She keep sayin' she wanna (Move it, move it)
She keep drinkin' she gon' (Lose it, lose it)
Yeah, we gon' (Do it, do it)
Up in the club we gon' (Move it, move it)
Off this drank we gon' (Lose it, lose it)
We keep freakin' we gon' (Do it, do it), aha

Ayy, hop out the back of that Phantom
Yeah, the boy got 'em at 'em 'cause he stunt so hard
Rocks out to cover that platinum
Yeah, the haters can't stand him 'cause the slumps is hard

Kaz back to kill again, stacks by the milligram
Bad a** women friend, all type of denim, man
Seven7s, Religions, Pages, Citizens
Oh, how I'm killin' them, so they not feelin' him
Spit on them, flow, yeah, caught up, caught a million
So keep your plies and the wrap on your minivan
Ayy, this is my thing, bottles of that 18
Models over eighteen, all going 18
Dummy, mami want me, honey, trust me, I'ma get her
Tell the bartender, "Ayy, 'mosas and liquor"

Yeah, Bay tracks, yeah
Sh*t slap, man
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shout out to my n***a Taj Mahal, yeah, every day
Ivan the Terrible, IV
This is that Team sh*t
Yeah, n***a, that Team sh*t
World Premiere, January 24th, mayne, go get it

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