Man's Not Hot Songtext
von Big Shaq
Man's Not Hot Songtext
Okay, aight, boom
Big Shaq, hold tight Asnee
Scoopnum, ratnum, oosna
Hold tight the girl-dem as well
Boom
2 plus 2 is 4
Minus 1 that′s 3, quick maths
Everyday man's on the block, smoke trees
See your girl in the park, that girl is a uckers
When the ting went quack-quack-quack, you man were ducking
Hold tight Asnee, he′s got the pumpy
Hold tight my man, he's got the frisbee
I trap, trap, trap on the road, movin' that cornflakes
Rice Krispie, hold tight my girl Whitney (perfect)
On the road doin′ ten tours, like my toes
You man thought I froze
I see a peng girl then I pose
If she′s not on it, I ghost
Hah, look at your nose
What? You dickhead!
Look at your nose
Nose run like garden hose, shhh, you get me?
Boom, man's gonna come back in
Yeah, yeah
You know like that?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You′re feelin' that?
Yeah, yeah, bad, bad
You dun know, I see you shiverin′ and that
Don't get shook man′s here, (aight) you protected-ed, yeah?
Aight, let's do it
Aight, boom
Let's go, boom
Hop out the four-door with the .44
It was 1, 2, 3 and 4
Chillin′ in the corridor, your dad is 44
And he′s still callin' man for a draw
Let him know, when I see him, I′m gonna spin his jaw
Take man Twix by force
Send man shop by force
Your girl knows I've got the sauce, no ketchup
Just sauce, raw sauce
Boom, yo, gah
The ting goes skrrrahh!
Pap, pap, ka-ka-ka!
Skidiki-pap-pap!
And a pu-pu-drrrr-boom!
Skya!
Du-du-ku-ku-pun-pun!
Poom, poom
You dun know, Big Shaq
Ha, yo, yeah-yeah
Alright, fire-fire-fire in the booth
You get me, man′s not hot
I tell her man's not hot, hah, cot
I tell her man′s not hot
The girl told me "take off your jacket"
I said "babes, man's not hot"
Yo, man can never be hot
Perspiration ting, Lynx effect
Yo, you dun know
Dun know, y-you
Big Shaq, hold tight Asnee
Scoopnum, ratnum, oosna
Hold tight the girl-dem as well
Boom
2 plus 2 is 4
Minus 1 that′s 3, quick maths
Everyday man's on the block, smoke trees
See your girl in the park, that girl is a uckers
When the ting went quack-quack-quack, you man were ducking
Hold tight Asnee, he′s got the pumpy
Hold tight my man, he's got the frisbee
I trap, trap, trap on the road, movin' that cornflakes
Rice Krispie, hold tight my girl Whitney (perfect)
On the road doin′ ten tours, like my toes
You man thought I froze
I see a peng girl then I pose
If she′s not on it, I ghost
Hah, look at your nose
What? You dickhead!
Look at your nose
Nose run like garden hose, shhh, you get me?
Boom, man's gonna come back in
Yeah, yeah
You know like that?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You′re feelin' that?
Yeah, yeah, bad, bad
You dun know, I see you shiverin′ and that
Don't get shook man′s here, (aight) you protected-ed, yeah?
Aight, let's do it
Aight, boom
Let's go, boom
Hop out the four-door with the .44
It was 1, 2, 3 and 4
Chillin′ in the corridor, your dad is 44
And he′s still callin' man for a draw
Let him know, when I see him, I′m gonna spin his jaw
Take man Twix by force
Send man shop by force
Your girl knows I've got the sauce, no ketchup
Just sauce, raw sauce
Boom, yo, gah
The ting goes skrrrahh!
Pap, pap, ka-ka-ka!
Skidiki-pap-pap!
And a pu-pu-drrrr-boom!
Skya!
Du-du-ku-ku-pun-pun!
Poom, poom
You dun know, Big Shaq
Ha, yo, yeah-yeah
Alright, fire-fire-fire in the booth
You get me, man′s not hot
I tell her man's not hot, hah, cot
I tell her man′s not hot
The girl told me "take off your jacket"
I said "babes, man's not hot"
Yo, man can never be hot
Perspiration ting, Lynx effect
Yo, you dun know
Dun know, y-you
Writer(s): Kashama Mukun, Rennel Walker-arthur, Michael Dapaah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com