I Make It Hot - Spose

I Make It Hot - Spose

Альбом
Going Home EP
Год
2018
Язык
`English`
Длительность
256520

Below is the lyrics of the song I Make It Hot , artist - Spose with translation

Lyrics " I Make It Hot "

Original text with translation

I Make It Hot

Spose

I make it hot, like DJ Jazzy Jeff

And Fresh Prince in the summertime

I make it hot like, like Nelly

Damn, it’s gettin' hot in here

I make it hot like legs

Stickin' to the shorts and the underwear in summertime

I make it hot like humans with factories and gas

Fillin' up the ozone layer

'round here I make it hot, so excruciatingly hot

Everybody try to not die

I make it hot like humans in a room with the door closed

Breathin' out carbon dioxide

I make it hot, it’s irrefutable

You’d be foolish to have doubted that, that’s about a fact

'cause every mornin', I wake up, I start a billion cars

And run 'em 'til they’re out of gas, then fill 'em up again

I make it hot like potato skins with bacon bits

I make it hot like naked chicks

I make it hot like nine-seven

I make it hot like today’s temp times infinity, with high humidity

You can’t get rid of me, what’s that?

I’m here, bitches

This oil this oil barrel, come here, children

While the oil drip, drip in the dirt

I make it hot like Hell, but here on Earth

I raise the fahrenheit and celsius, 'til it fucks with the seas

Like me, and then they rise

Like my friend, Shane’s, name, like Lil Wayne’s third album

(What's that?) 500 Degreez

I make it hot 'til it, 'til it smells like sparks

I make it hot 'til the ice caps melt like hearts

I make it hot like a five-layered dress with a corset

Make it hot 'til the beach is at your doorstep

I make it hot, like gunshots and gunwounds

Guns after shootin' people, ah!

I make it hot, like microwaves and macrowaves

And toaster ovens and ovens, oh shit

I make it hot, like, like a fourth floor apartment

With no AC, eighty degrees out

I make it hot, like my rhymes

But this is a song about global warming

I make it hot, like you walk outside

And you instantly start sweatin', you’re like, «Oh, damn it!»

I make it hot like you’re in a space shuttle

Lookin' for compatible replacement planets

I make it hot like the factory in China where they make shirts

I make it hot like I hate Earth

I make it hot like I hate my children

I make it hot like barrel bombs dropped on civilians

Out in Syria, you’re hearin' the truth (I make it hot)

I make it hotter than it is right here in the booth

With sweat drippin' to my forehead, creatin' a reservoir on my eyebrows

Then drippin' into my eyes and stingin' 'em

'til Big Ben’s pokin' out of the water

The English Channel overcomin' both France and England

Carnival Cruises had better build another Noah’s Ark

'cause I make it hot like flames risin' out the floorboards

World war, go outside to our designated spot

I make it hot like my wife on a Saturday night

When we got a babysitter, God damn

I make it hot like my laptop on my lap at the beach

And my feet on the blacktop, ah!

I make it hot like humans in cars on the highway

Parked, but the gas still comin' out the back, I make it hot

It’s an LA mornin' with the carbon risin' off of Sunset

Can’t tell if it’s sunrise or sunset

«What's the sun, Dad?»

That’s what my son said

I make it hot like everywhere I go

How fast I destroyed this planet, it’s a miracle

No icebergs left to kill DiCaprio

How far can a polar bear swim?

How far can a polar bear swim?

Who’s gonna drink the Coca-Cola in the Christmas commercial

When the polar bear’s gone extinct?

Who cares, I make it hot

Hot hot, hot hot hot, hot hot, hot

Hot hot, hot hot hot, it’s too hot

Hot (countdown, ten)

Smoke stacks in the sky, it was like (nine)

We’ve been parked in the same spot since it was (eight)

Drillbit hit the bedrock around (seven)

Frackin' tryna get to the six-six (six)

Make it hot like Jennifer Aniston, nine (four)

Everybody panic and they head for the hills

In (three, two, one)

«But you forgot about five,» no, no, five died, it was too hot

Sweat drippin' off his legs, sweated through his tube socks

«We Didn’t Start the Fire» playin' on the boombox

It was hot and deadly like Las Vegas for 2Pac

We just don’t get human breaks to the finish

Ay, it’s like we just don’t get it, ay, ay

I make it hot hot, hot hot hot, hot hot, hot

Hot hot, hot hot hot, hot hot, hot, hot

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