Habanero - Tech N9ne, Mackenzie Nicole

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Ah

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me hear you talking, I’m so far away

Let me hear a single word that you say

Feel like y’all just mad at my dinero

All I gotta say, «You think you hot, lit, bitch I’m habanero»

Nothing identical

Bussin' I mimic no fuckin' bug, I’m crushin' thy tentacles

Suckas be huffin' and puffin' 'cause I’m touchin' my pinnacle

Cussin' my menace flow, now their women are suckin' my genitals

They flip 'cause so many is the heat

I got the remedy all of my enemies feel ignominious defeat

Knowin' it finna be like an infinite lettin' 'em have it

I wreck and I ravage, a Tech and a Travis make the record a savage

I popped a muffin, I skywalk for nothin'

But takin' you higher levels when I rock percussion

I’m at the top of the list in a fly chop discussion

It’s fried hot on my block and I’m not the Cuzzin

The eye lock is sudden

Whenever the people see me they cry lots of lovin'

We high notch the oven

And my clock’s-a-buzzin' when you’re done and you die, drop fo' dozen (Roses!)

Can’t get too close 'cause I’m real

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

My temperature make you feel

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Keep it lit up and I’m still

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

I got no brakes and no chill

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me hear you talking, I’m so far away

Let me hear a single word that you say

Feel like y’all just mad at my dinero

All I gotta say, «You think you hot, lit, bitch I’m habanero»

LAJFA the wealthy and not the poors that’ve got not

So I’m bringing the heat and I’m walkin' on agua

'Cause if I’m a penny pusher that be like blah-blah

And never listen to see if you habanero

So I’m stuck in the booth and I’m Colin Farrell

I’m sweatin' with every second I’m destined like I’m an arrow

Aimin' right at your chest if you effin' with my dinero

Get out!

Nobody touchin' the Tecca Nina

If you feeling you can do better, then you a dreamer

I’m gonna live and givin' critics the middle finger

Bringing hella disaster, ain’t nobody no FEMA

Welcome to my planet, we damage and we can chop

Killers with the advantage, we manage to be the top

Competitors ain’t no better 'cause we the head of the flock

We made the Planet Rock, now I’m gonna make your credit drop

And it stops…

Can’t get too close 'cause I’m real

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

My temperature make you feel

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Keep it lit up and I’m still

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

I got no brakes and no chill

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me hear you talking, I’m so far away

Let me hear a single word that you say

Feel like y’all just mad at my dinero

All I gotta say, «You think you hot, lit, bitch I’m habanero»

Welcome to Planet (Pyune)