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andre nickatina and mac dre - hot jalapenos lyrics

(maybe someday you should get run over or something)

by a tricycle

(that’s what i pray for every night)

and ten more bicycles, yeah every night
i don’t like the b-tch, i hate the b-tch, you know, f-ck the b-tch

now, before i start rapping, i must warn ya’
i just washed two mushrooms down with some orange juice,
i was thizzin when i wrote this, forgive me if it goes astray
it’s just one of the many dumb flows of dre

i’m trying to see “g”s
play these hos like cds,
old school like the bee gees, billy green and some wheaties
you don’t want to see these, i don’t give no freebees
ho, this d-ck cost,
what you thought i f-cked with stingies?
give me, send me, bring me what u got,
then baby maybe i’ll love you like my 2 glocks,
i’m too hot, i do not f-ck with no havers,
i’m a crest side cutthroat, cold toe tagger,
i ho capture, then keep ’em in captivity
you aint knowing bout that niggity, driggity, and diggity

i mob like durango, seat tilted, lay low, boy
i bring heat like one hot jalapeno,
i mob like durango, seat tilted, lay low, boy
i bring heat like one hot jalapeno,

smoov with the groove, when i run right thru, and boy i might just pull it,
with all black hat, and fat dope sack, bring heat just like a bullet,
i got all new fits and a brand new b-tch,
this girl, d-ck’s a no-no, so
i pick up a bottle of captain morgan’s’ and took her to the mo- mo
i had to hit the cho cho,
boy this aint no ho stroll
but in my town these girls get clowned, the first name is bobo
can’t shake e or break e, stay around like a 12 day hickey
girl it’s tasty, like lacey took it all like a wide mouth mickey

i mob like durango, seat tilted, lay low, boy
i bring heat like one hot jalapeno,
i mob like durango, seat tilted, lay low, boy
i bring heat like one hot jalapeno

this game gets sticky
these hos get tricky
ya boy gets picky
i hang with nicky
and cats like mac dre
we dress in khaki
that back up band they shows how much this rap pay
we kicks with mary, jane and judy,
mouthpiece like larry ‘cuz getting -ss is my duty
don’t trip or slip, just do my thang,
smoov pimped out like a pinky rang

i mob like durango, seat tilted, lay low, boy
i bring heat like one hot jalapeno,
i mob like durango, seat tilted, lay low, boy
i bring heat like one hot jalapeno

something got happen, something definitely got to happen.
a ho should get ranned the f-ck over, i never did like the b-tch,
i mean i never liked-ed the b-tch ya were the one hooping n hollering about the b-tch,
f-ck the b-tch! f-ck the b-tch!

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