Jakk Frost - 2 Hot Lyrics
Jakk Frost Lyrics
2 Hot Lyrics
And all my bitches singing [?] the name baby
This goes out to all my corner stop [?]
My get everything to serving smokers
My nigga that [?] extra [?]
To get the [?] jumble customers service what a [?]
Keep em all my favorite pack flippers on fire
Never front work to the one to act wow
They'll f*ck up your money with the number excuse
Now what they spit to those [?] next to [?] juice
They f*ck e with the border shots and have thinking a porter rock
For making a corner hot and that shit I had been broke before you know it
Killin young dudes of a cope before you know it
The minute that you cup that [?]
You got to make sure that your whole team is loyal
And the real dog I make sure my fin [?] is loyal
Three next for a car wash my flings is [?]
[Chorus:]
When the time go down and the bitches slow down you fake
And when your bitch start cheating 'cause your ass ain't [?] you fake
And when your team make round and when my team still shine you fake
And when the things meet [?] and they all [?] you fake
Niggas know the game but can't survive [?]
You're the one who [?] you got the right feeling
My squatter painful sometimes I ride [?] and my young box of [?]
You'll stash in 5 minutes
You know better make em bets with no [?]
See you at the power house with that scene [?] sweater
You navigate [?] we relax with the pack well I'm a [?]
Your whole [?] my whole thing go get em [?]
And you got a fat ass but your mam [?]
[?] out favorite letters I through her [?]
And she the type of bitch that take your bitch
Till the [?] those and [?] your bitch
Used to stripy dick till they make her switch
Then she trick of a such [?]
[Chorus:]
When the time go down and the bitches slow down you fake
And when your bitch start cheating 'cause your ass ain't [?] you fake
And when your team make round and when my team still shine you fake
And when the things meet [?] and they all [?] you fake
Is the gun conquer [?] shot [?] high school a couple [?] in my locker
[?] street I'm off the [?] but mind goes [?] no murder I see [?]
Recipes is the cooker kids like [?]
Shake it that ass for the cash [?] tracks [?] when you suck up
This goes out to all my corner stop [?]
My get everything to serving smokers
My nigga that [?] extra [?]
To get the [?] jumble customers service what a [?]
Keep em all my favorite pack flippers on fire
Never front work to the one to act wow
They'll f*ck up your money with the number excuse
Now what they spit to those [?] next to [?] juice
They f*ck e with the border shots and have thinking a porter rock
For making a corner hot and that shit I had been broke before you know it
Killin young dudes of a cope before you know it
The minute that you cup that [?]
You got to make sure that your whole team is loyal
And the real dog I make sure my fin [?] is loyal
Three next for a car wash my flings is [?]
[Chorus:]
When the time go down and the bitches slow down you fake
And when your bitch start cheating 'cause your ass ain't [?] you fake
And when your team make round and when my team still shine you fake
And when the things meet [?] and they all [?] you fake
Niggas know the game but can't survive [?]
You're the one who [?] you got the right feeling
My squatter painful sometimes I ride [?] and my young box of [?]
You'll stash in 5 minutes
You know better make em bets with no [?]
See you at the power house with that scene [?] sweater
You navigate [?] we relax with the pack well I'm a [?]
Your whole [?] my whole thing go get em [?]
And you got a fat ass but your mam [?]
[?] out favorite letters I through her [?]
And she the type of bitch that take your bitch
Till the [?] those and [?] your bitch
Used to stripy dick till they make her switch
Then she trick of a such [?]
[Chorus:]
When the time go down and the bitches slow down you fake
And when your bitch start cheating 'cause your ass ain't [?] you fake
And when your team make round and when my team still shine you fake
And when the things meet [?] and they all [?] you fake
Is the gun conquer [?] shot [?] high school a couple [?] in my locker
[?] street I'm off the [?] but mind goes [?] no murder I see [?]
Recipes is the cooker kids like [?]
Shake it that ass for the cash [?] tracks [?] when you suck up
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