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Correct Got Heat? Lyrics
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[Intro: Rob $tone] Ayy (Ow) Ayy (Yeah) Haha, yeah Uh (Ow) [Chorus: Rob $tone] Got heat? (Got heat, ayy) I bagged a pretty bitch right off the street (Right off the street) Yeah, I told her look, not me (Not me) I am not the one to put a ring on it (To put a ring on it) Yeah, but she gon' let me put the team on it (Team on it) And I don't like a wood without some weed on it (Yeah) All night stack green hunnids (I stack green hunnids) All up on the map, I put the team on it (Yeah, yeah) Got heat? (Got heat, aye) I bagged a pretty bitch right off the street (Right off the street) Yeah, I told her look, not me (Not me) I am not the one to put a ring on it (To put a ring on it) [Verse 1: Rob $tone] You can't get no love, so don't get comfy with me (Comfy with me) I just bought some duff that had her up for a week (Up for a week) Doobies hurt my thumb, but I'm still thumbin' through green (Uh) And baby, you been actin' up but up in the club every week (What?) But see me, I be [?] now see I'm just upright on the mountain (Yeah) Ever since I started cashin' I got hated on and doubted Put her face up in the mattress, when I flip it, dig it out My neck look like some water, steady drippin' out the spout Man, I got bitches at the house, I met these bitches in the lobby They took drugs and want to party, so I had to get it started Roll my weed and take a puff, this gas could start the Maserati I been seein' how you niggas lookin', always tryna to stop me I got bitches at the house, I met these bitches in the lobby They took drugs and want to party, so I had to get it started Roll my weed and take a puff, this gas could start the Maserati I been seein' how you niggas lookin', always tryna stomp me out, damn [Chorus: Rob $tone] Got heat? (Got heat, aye) I bagged a pretty bitch right off the street (Right off the street) Yeah, I told her look, not me (Not me) I am not the one to put a ring on it (To put a ring on it) Yeah, but she gon' let me put the team on it (Team on it) And I don't like a wood without some weed on it (Yeah) All night stack green hunnids (I stack green hunnids) All up on the map, I put the team on it (Yeah, yeah) Got heat? (Got heat, aye) I bagged a pretty bitch right off the street (Right off the street) Yeah, I told her look, not me (Not me) I am not the one to put a ring on it (To put a ring on it), yeah [Verse 2: Ant Beale] Ayy, I got my hater blockers on (On) Dime on my arm, check the forecast I seen money And I can't lie, I'm so fly (Fly) Take the fit off I might plummet (Might plummet, woah), yeah My money make her moan, she gon' fuck me 'cause she grown 'Cause she know I might spend a little money Yeah, I gave that hoe a loan, told her, "Cop a new phone" And she better answer anytime I want it (Yeah) Go goofy with the Benz, ooh twenty in my hand Check the bag with a hunnid in my luggage Yeah, I'm Hefe with the tracks, Jeff Gordon with the laps And I got it, do a private dance in public (Yeah) [Chorus: Rob $tone] Got heat? (Got heat, ayy) I bagged a pretty bitch right off the street (Right off the street) Yeah, I told her look, not me (Not me) I am not the one to put a ring on it (To put a ring on it) Yeah, but she gon' let me put the team on it (Team on it) And I don't like a wood without some weed on it (Yeah) All night stack green hunnids (I stack green hunnids) All up on the map, I put the team on it (Yeah, yeah) Got heat? (Got heat, aye) I bagged a pretty bitch right off the street (Right off the street) Yeah, I told her look, not me (Not me) I am not the one to put a ring on it (To put a ring on it), yeah
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