I my temperature at 74 when I'm at the crib And 79 in the winter time, thats how I live But when the homies and say lets hit the town, when we do haters frown, nigga turn the heat I know we the line, and bitches we fine I you feelin drunk n tough, but you best You don't get stained Its pain in lane I'mma check temperature, all up in my mix mane up? Suckas! Ain't no back! I just know, what'chu lookin at? I just come to it with the bitches, I come for you If you want it, my homies got a gun or two I on every one of you, what'chu do Don't forget I got this club on my side, is dumb and you Stop, everybody, what's that It sound like a hater bout to get the down the quick. And why wanna go and get me pissed, when they I'm with me clique and a nigga like mitchy slick On Hennessy, sprite n lemon, fuck niggas, invite the women Bustas insight the gremlin, now ya invite the crimin-als Don't that bullshit, nigga dont no looks Ya get over the shit, a knowin'll pathetic let up fuckin ya hit me up cuz So ya better snap ya And then with it Cuz if ya chops it let somethin hot hit it Bout a somethin, he looked he wanted somethin had him beefy, now he look a honey bun or somethin AYE why they always trip wit'cha I'm my business, now I check yo temperature AYE, hater man ya fixin' ta Make me it if ya heated I check ya temperature AYE Now I aint to play games, so why ya gatta go and me check ya temperature mane AYE N I we all gonn' bang, if ya heated when I check ya mane
Ah! it stay out in my sunday's trippin you'll get hold up watchu bitches at? I'm callin why you askin me? if for liquor she cuz she spittin new in a mix of n9ne and twista lip and chris at ?? at hundred they spend let v and my wet who is cuz i there who is he? he a threat Who am I? KC Boss watchu to snap back a hundred I'm eat it like it was dinner roll you've never been a to me bitch betta yo temperature I'll block you like on cocky a lot of bodies try to me from my Iraqi strapped on Kawasakis poppies like that seed that come over seas we g's livin in that coupe so sundae is a super star what the fuck you stand for? Knowin you all are some hoes make me a girl fight betta this bitches Fahrenheit, blowin niggas I'm See broke niggas I Skeet I'll chirp your name for CB They gon you like my cd (chorus) AYE why always gatta trip wit'cha I'm my business, now I check yo temperature AYE, playa hater man ya ta Make me lose it if ya when I ya temperature AYE Now I aint come to games, so why ya gatta go and make me check ya temperature AYE N I we all gonn' bang, if ya when I check ya temperature mane
To tell you the we havin a there's bitches all over the To you the truth we a ball There's bitches all the place There's bitches all over the why is you niggas all up in my I'm from the flip the and drippin on them like Whatchu lookin at? I think these might need some glasses what lookin at? I poodle its tail I aint ever been mistookin I can read your game plan like my of raps last nigga tried it a right n then he took a nap nigga sleep go night for fucking wit niggas that fight and of you suckas be hatin cuz we shinin like bright lights t-nutty street buddy tech n9ne and the they better act they got sense lookin at me n go get in a bitch that nigga stretch the but won't flinch, flip the and my nigga bow straight from cal a .50 cal wow ask around and they you blaow blaow aint nobody off of you I jus wanna it and be cool of these niggas are up in this motha fucka wanna be part of the cuz they we do the fool go dumb and act dont like to start it but you can be a if I lose it open your for this I'm check a temperature then off with your chick bomb wit her (chorus) AYE why they always gatta wit'cha I'm my business, now I gotta check yo AYE, playa hater man ya ta Make me lose it if ya when I check ya AYE Now I aint to play games, so why ya gatta go and make me check ya mane AYE N I we all gonn' bang, if ya heated when I ya temperature mane