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supa hot fire - the rap battle 4 [parody] lyrics

[intro]
you know what it is we back, its primetime rapping
now today we got a new guest
give it up for tremendous repeat
okay, chill out
you know what we really came here for
our main man, the fresh man
supa hot fire!
let’s get into this coin toss y’all ready
what we got (heads)… its tails
(i said tails)
i heard tails
let’s go ahead and spit that

[verse 1: supa hot fire]
24-32, that’s the code to my phone
sike! that’s the wrong number! (he k!lled siri!)
check me out
oscars in my bathroom, but i’m not an actor
yeah i got an album, but i’m not a rapper
now you can’t win this battle, cause i’m supa hot boy
and i’m sweating in the shade cause i’m supa hot, boy (this boy hot, man)

[verse 2: tremendous repeat’s lawyer]
my client tremendous has stated that he doesn’t believe that super hot’s rhymes are hot enough for him to waste his super hot beats
bars, bars, yes he’s got hot bars
he just repeated it, he does that
i’m not a rapper, i don’t—
um, okay, tremendous has requested that i bars his rhymes for him
tremendous is the big bad wolf that got you shook
money, power, respect, no no, we don’t go by the book

[verse 3: supa hot fire]
check me out
hearts i break that
samples from costco, i taste that
(he really be tastin’ ’em!)

[verse 4: tremendous repeat’s lawyer & tremendous repeat]
oh he’s ready, he’s going to drop some of those, uh, bars now
tremendous repeat who’s gonna win this battle
tremendous repeat who’s gonna win this battle
n-gga you so whack, you might as well skedaddle
this an away game? okay, okay, okay
whitney houston, i use to sing with her
you supa hot fire, i’m the fire extinguisher
i got glocks, i got glocks
i got glocks, i got glocks
i bust shots, i bust shots
i bust shots, i bust shots
pop, pop, pop
goes the weasel
i’m hotter than the beatles
he’s got glocks, he does
he’s got two of them

[verse 5: supa hot fire]
gl-sses, jacket, shirt man
leather to keep me hot
shirt to keep me cool
and gl-sses, to see you lose!
but i’m not a rapper
i’m about to end this man’s whole career
bam boom bada bat boom bop
pop boom bam ka-blam, pop

- supa hot fire lyrics

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