Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Let's get it
How you claiming you the man in the mirror bur you not though
Saying that you want it but you won't give it your all no
You can't even lie you know this shit is Super Hot woah
Rap been needing saving so they went and hit up my phone
This shit is not the same in the rap game, no it's not
You say that we've been living on the same page, no were not
If you try and disrespect my name, I might just have to blow the spot
Cause everything I'm doing super fire, man it's Super Hot
When I roll around you know that I've been drinkin'
Drop up on the podium some motivative boss shit
Now everybody saying 'how the f*ck did he get famous'
I've been making money since I stepped up into grade six
Everybody's saying I'm the man, I'm just a husttla'
Making all this money off these rhymes you call me Busta
Man he must've beat the odds, you know that bitch I musta
They say 'man he must've beat the odds' you know that bitch I musta
It's really no surprise that I got up where I'm at bro
I been doing this shit for a minute
I'm the man of the year, no coming back down
Look at all my money that I made off of these raps now
Blow a hunnid, watch it come back around
Watch how I'm walking on the beat just like a cat walk
Touching on my ice you know it's Cold I'm repping Jack Frost
Coldest rapper coming up, I know the labels needing me
I'm getting interviewed after battle rapping on TMZ
I'm shattering every record go buy a ticket, come and see
I'm cleaning the injuries I give out with the liquor I drink
I'm Mike Tyson, I'm biting the ear off bitch who ain't hearing me
Hanging 'round with every mu-f*cka', chilling with my enemies
That's cause Imma boss and I'm never finna fall for 'em
Girl you're rocking Tommy Hilfiger, baby you a doll to me
We ain't talking origami but regardless you gon' fold on me
Pulled up on yo block in Hellcats but I guarantee the dawg in me
Semi-auto been dealing with you cause you been bitchin' all day
I remember the way you was watching me walk through the hallways
I was reppin' the benefits of it all just like a ball game
Now you're coming to all of my shows chanting and screaming my name
(Kush)
How you claiming you the man in the mirror bur you not though
Saying that you want it but you won't give it your all no
You can't even lie you know this shit is Super Hot woah
Rap been needing saving so they went and hit up my phone
This shit is not the same in the rap game, no it's not
You say that we've been living on the same page, no were not
If you try and disrespect my name, I might just have to blow the spot
Cause everything I'm doing super fire, man it's Super Hot
Girl no matter whatever you thinking I can do it better
You was totin' a rachet, my homies totin' on barrettes
We some crazy young killas, we shootin' shit and say whatever
We just some slime young rappers all making money pushing pressure
Imma do what I need, nobody better then me
It's boutta bag then you know I be moving it by the key
It take bout' ten of y'all just to make fifty percent of me
Quit all that talking, you ain't doing no shit to a f*cking King
Darron Jensen - Super Hot Lyrics
Darron Jensen - Super Hot Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Let's get it
How you claiming you the man in the mirror bur you not though
Saying that you want it but you won't give it your all no
You can't even lie you know this shit is Super Hot woah
Rap been needing saving so they went and hit up my phone
This shit is not the same in the rap game, no it's not
You say that we've been living on the same page, no were not
If you try and disrespect my name, I might just have to blow the spot
Cause everything I'm doing super fire, man it's Super Hot
When I roll around you know that I've been drinkin'
Drop up on the podium some motivative boss shit
Now everybody saying 'how the f*ck did he get famous'
I've been making money since I stepped up into grade six
Everybody's saying I'm the man, I'm just a husttla'
Making all this money off these rhymes you call me Busta
Man he must've beat the odds, you know that bitch I musta
They say 'man he must've beat the odds' you know that bitch I musta
It's really no surprise that I got up where I'm at bro
I been doing this shit for a minute
I'm the man of the year, no coming back down
Look at all my money that I made off of these raps now
Blow a hunnid, watch it come back around
Watch how I'm walking on the beat just like a cat walk
Touching on my ice you know it's Cold I'm repping Jack Frost
Coldest rapper coming up, I know the labels needing me
I'm getting interviewed after battle rapping on TMZ
I'm shattering every record go buy a ticket, come and see
I'm cleaning the injuries I give out with the liquor I drink
I'm Mike Tyson, I'm biting the ear off bitch who ain't hearing me
Hanging 'round with every mu-f*cka', chilling with my enemies
That's cause Imma boss and I'm never finna fall for 'em
Girl you're rocking Tommy Hilfiger, baby you a doll to me
We ain't talking origami but regardless you gon' fold on me
Pulled up on yo block in Hellcats but I guarantee the dawg in me
Semi-auto been dealing with you cause you been bitchin' all day
I remember the way you was watching me walk through the hallways
I was reppin' the benefits of it all just like a ball game
Now you're coming to all of my shows chanting and screaming my name
(Kush)
How you claiming you the man in the mirror bur you not though
Saying that you want it but you won't give it your all no
You can't even lie you know this shit is Super Hot woah
Rap been needing saving so they went and hit up my phone
This shit is not the same in the rap game, no it's not
You say that we've been living on the same page, no were not
If you try and disrespect my name, I might just have to blow the spot
Cause everything I'm doing super fire, man it's Super Hot
Girl no matter whatever you thinking I can do it better
You was totin' a rachet, my homies totin' on barrettes
We some crazy young killas, we shootin' shit and say whatever
We just some slime young rappers all making money pushing pressure
Imma do what I need, nobody better then me
It's boutta bag then you know I be moving it by the key
It take bout' ten of y'all just to make fifty percent of me
Quit all that talking, you ain't doing no shit to a f*cking King
Yeah
Yeah
Let's get it
How you claiming you the man in the mirror bur you not though
Saying that you want it but you won't give it your all no
You can't even lie you know this shit is Super Hot woah
Rap been needing saving so they went and hit up my phone
This shit is not the same in the rap game, no it's not
You say that we've been living on the same page, no were not
If you try and disrespect my name, I might just have to blow the spot
Cause everything I'm doing super fire, man it's Super Hot
When I roll around you know that I've been drinkin'
Drop up on the podium some motivative boss shit
Now everybody saying 'how the f*ck did he get famous'
I've been making money since I stepped up into grade six
Everybody's saying I'm the man, I'm just a husttla'
Making all this money off these rhymes you call me Busta
Man he must've beat the odds, you know that bitch I musta
They say 'man he must've beat the odds' you know that bitch I musta
It's really no surprise that I got up where I'm at bro
I been doing this shit for a minute
I'm the man of the year, no coming back down
Look at all my money that I made off of these raps now
Blow a hunnid, watch it come back around
Watch how I'm walking on the beat just like a cat walk
Touching on my ice you know it's Cold I'm repping Jack Frost
Coldest rapper coming up, I know the labels needing me
I'm getting interviewed after battle rapping on TMZ
I'm shattering every record go buy a ticket, come and see
I'm cleaning the injuries I give out with the liquor I drink
I'm Mike Tyson, I'm biting the ear off bitch who ain't hearing me
Hanging 'round with every mu-f*cka', chilling with my enemies
That's cause Imma boss and I'm never finna fall for 'em
Girl you're rocking Tommy Hilfiger, baby you a doll to me
We ain't talking origami but regardless you gon' fold on me
Pulled up on yo block in Hellcats but I guarantee the dawg in me
Semi-auto been dealing with you cause you been bitchin' all day
I remember the way you was watching me walk through the hallways
I was reppin' the benefits of it all just like a ball game
Now you're coming to all of my shows chanting and screaming my name
(Kush)
How you claiming you the man in the mirror bur you not though
Saying that you want it but you won't give it your all no
You can't even lie you know this shit is Super Hot woah
Rap been needing saving so they went and hit up my phone
This shit is not the same in the rap game, no it's not
You say that we've been living on the same page, no were not
If you try and disrespect my name, I might just have to blow the spot
Cause everything I'm doing super fire, man it's Super Hot
Girl no matter whatever you thinking I can do it better
You was totin' a rachet, my homies totin' on barrettes
We some crazy young killas, we shootin' shit and say whatever
We just some slime young rappers all making money pushing pressure
Imma do what I need, nobody better then me
It's boutta bag then you know I be moving it by the key
It take bout' ten of y'all just to make fifty percent of me
Quit all that talking, you ain't doing no shit to a f*cking King
Writer: Darron Jensen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid