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rhymefest - fever lyrics

[intro]
neverrr know how much i love you (woo!)
neverrr know how much i care (no id)
and when you put your arms around me
i get the fever that’s so hard to bare
you give me fever

[rhymefest]
uhh, here go that arrogant, stuffy head, cold leave you achin
from -sses ah-shakin all night to rest well medicine
it’s that {fe-ver} take two of these, call me in the mornin
you gon’ still feel sick, cause it’s that {give you that fever}
i give ’em all the plague, i’m awfully paid
and still make a cold starve for days
never the type that ran, whatever the fight i’m in
you half-hearted, but i take this medicine like a man
for that {fe-ver} that keep these n-gg-z sweatin bullets
clack clack, naw them the ones that you caught for tryin to pull it
this that {fe-ver} somebody warn the industry
‘fest on fire, and burnin in the third degree
’til they murder me, five-oh get no words from me
and if they do then that’s perjury

[chorus]
{fe-ver} hot like hot sauce
uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr
play women so false, flick your drawers off
fuh, fuh-fuh, we got that fe-verrr
{fe-ver} hot like hot sauce
uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr
play women so false, flick your drawers off
yeah we got, we got that fe-verrr

[rhymefest]
hmm, left the path to wipe sweat from his brow
except that his smile’ll infect crowds
hot as hades, i got a lot of ladies strippin down to they drawers
hittin the floor like owwww
that’s him, and by him i mean me
by me, you seem weak homey like yo’ heart pump green tea
i stack greenbacks then lean back, scorchin hot
my torch’ll leave yo’ -ss charcoal black, i got that {fe-ver}
you better listen to them old wives’ tales
i can look in yo’ eyes, you high as h-ll for that {fe-ver}
rhymefest peligrino, i quench thrist
n-gg-z better act like that b-tch work
i’m workin progress (the pimp’s back) youse a work in progress
you feelin the son/sun, respect my hotness
so many fine chicks sh-t’s gettin monotonous
but still i love the way that she shakes her maracas for that

[chorus]

[rhymefest]
step in the club with my swagger, n-gg-z get bruised & then battered
grind mode is what i’m reppin and yep!
hot as the grease when it sizzle and pop in your eye
now you shrivel and chickens be gigglin like {give you that fever}
yeah homey, i makes that club turn to a sweatbox
like 50 h-rny jamaicans with dreadlocks
30 chicks in the lobby, probably 5 of ’em ready to party
cause i’m an ol’ funny n-gg- like redd foxx
but this is more than jokes, y’all n-gg-z sorta broke
you can never be hot as me, you can’t even afford a coat
i got that {fe-ver} ha-ha-ha-hot as h-llfire, brimstone
stiletto brim hats, b-tches with gems on
n-gg-z with timbs on, jenny jones to jim jones
i get the d-down like syndrome
i get r-round like rims on, the ghetto king kong that sing songs
and made a billion dollars on ringtones~!

[chorus]

[outro]
fe-ver! everybody’s, got that fever, give you that fever
fe-ver! everybody’s, got that fever
fe-ver! everybody’s, got that fever, give you that fever
fe-ver!

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