Make It Hot
Album: Kottonmouth Kings
Release Date: 5/31/05
Label: Suburban Noize
Explicit version of "Make It Hot" lyrics
Make it hot
The joint
We don't need no water
(Make it hot make it hot)
Hot like an inferno dollar bills
You gotta earn those
Make it hot
Smell the pot from the pounds burnin' up your town
Never stop from hittin' sounds from the underground
Make it hot make it hot
We're ten years into this thing and we're still doin' this
The longa magic bus playin' no train were still persuin' this
The life of screaming Kottonmouth Kings
And makin' music
And livin' for our own amusement
See we really don't care what other people think of us
'Cuz we make it hot
And we takin' over from L
They be the greatest y'all my motherfuckin' mans what
I make it hot D loc all is up in the g-spot
Pussy always wet when I run up on the set
And if it's not then my rhymes ain't tight
So that means that your flow is bootied
And you gots to go
You need to give this cat just a lil' more
Indo smoke 'em out let 'em know what you about
Ah make it
(Hot
Hot like an inferno dollar bills
You gotta earn those
Make it hot
Smell the pot from the pounds burnin' up your town
Never stop from hittin' sounds from the underground
Make it hot
I'll make it hot wit the slow flow
I keep it poppin' with the indo I'll make it hot
So this s*** will never get cold
Know I make it hot so styles likes valva moe [unverified]
I'll make it hot so you know it don't stop
It's the D double dash I be the kream of da krop
So now you know just who you f*****' with
Who you f*****' with
I make it hot I keep the whole place sweatin'
And you know I keep it hot so myself I'm always bettin'
I be the one kid that who nobody be steppin' with my mic
Tucked tough and my music as my weapon
We make it hot
'Cuz we party non stopin'
Like flys I ain't tellin' no lies we make it hot
Make it hot
You gotta earn those
Make it hot make it hot and burn the whole spot to the ground
Smell the pot from the pounds burnin' up your town
Never stop from hittin' sounds from the underground
Make it hot
The joint
We don't need no water we just wanna let it burn
Sketched out
In my sack all my people know what I'm about
See I'm a mack I'ma hit the stage turn the page no turnin' back
You got one life one chance
And now it's lit I'ma grease ball grimmy type when I spit
See I'm all [unverified] sticky s*** in my pipe
My stoner kick be flyin' high like a kite
What'd you expect all these ladies lookin' so fine
Up in the set me I'm prime time
Gotta bullet proof when we shoot straight in my heart
See we put the ball in the hoop
We get high score when we tour then cash the checks
And leave 'em all clueless sore
Make it hot
You gotta earn those
Make it hot
Smell the pot from the pounds burnin' up your town
Never stop from hittin' sounds from the underground
Sounds from the underground
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