the deadly youngan - hotdog man lyrics
[chorus]
so much ice on my wrist can’t feel my hands
watch me pull up on the left get right on his mans
he never seen so many men hopping out of one van
running from the cops told em catch me if you can
too many n+ggas at yo house it’s a hotdog stand
i had to put my d+ck in more buns than a hotdog man
i ain’t come here to rap but i’m off that gin
b+tch i’m locked in with these bars then went to the pin
[verse 1]
he tryna talk grab the chalk then we gone and spin
thats my n+gga deadly youngan you know thats my twin
his music trash i listened to it put it up in a bin
uh yea ight
too many n+ggas at yo house it’s a hotdog stand
i had to put my d+ck in more buns than a hotdog man
uh yea ight
too many n+ggas at yo house it’s a hotdog stand
i had to put my d+ck in more buns than a hotdog man
too many n+ggas at yo house it’s a hotdog stand
once i pull up to the club all my opps get banned
i put the pot up on the oven k!ll my opps with the pan
i had to put my d+ck in more buns than a hotdog man
[chorus]
so much ice on my wrist can’t feel my hands
watch me pull up on the left get right on his mans
he never seen so many men hopping out of one van
running from the cops told em catch me if you can
too many n+ggas at yo house it’s a hotdog stand
i had to put my d+ck in more buns than a hotdog man
i ain’t come here to rap but i’m off that gin
b+tch i’m locked in with these bars then went to the pin
[verse 2]
i’m a hotdog man i put my d+ck all up in that b+tch buns
b+tch imma make you ears bleed with these loud ass drums
i put the switch up on the glock get to shooting for fun
n+ggas acting like b+tches imma show em who won
too many n+ggas at yo house it’s a hotdog stand
i had to put my d+ck in more buns than a hotdog man
too many n+ggas at yo house it’s a hotdog stand
i had to put my d+ck in more buns than a hotdog man
pop that n+gga like a sprite he with heaven man
a n+gga play this choppa split him it’s holes in his hands
a n+gga play this choppa hit him make him break dance
i got this glock up on my right tryna hit yo mans
i’m tryna rock out with this chop like i’m in a band
[chorus]
so much ice on my wrist can’t feel my hands
watch me pull up on the left get right on his mans
he never seen so many men hopping out of one van
running from the cops told em catch me if you can
too many n+ggas at yo house it’s a hotdog stand
i had to put my d+ck in more buns than a hotdog man
i ain’t come here to rap but i’m off that gin
b+tch i’m locked in with these bars then went to the pin
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