In the Heat

Who walks the street with no reaction? It's the dude [Verse 1] The doorbell rings, it's my man, Ooh Wop, hyped About something that happened last night (yo what's up?) Yo, I'm the mix at the tunnel at the bar Playing big bully with the other superstars I might stout, ray bans, I got them going, dummies I got the Moe laid back, low key Now next to me, yo, I hear a bitch speaking I hear her say your name, so I start tweaking I'm eavesdropping, plus I got my head bopping I'm on point, cause I be getting in with the joint I hear this nigga talking, "I know that big black motherfucker He know me too, he's a sucker, bitch" I glanced over to see his grill (oh no) I recognized him plus his ho I chilled, checked my watch, it's 3:15, the club is almost over Without the keys to the Range Rover Tapped my man upon his shoulder I said "yo, we splittin", he saw I wan't bullshitting [hook] In the heat of the moment Things get hot [x4] [Verse 2] Club's letting out soon, I see them coming Him and his girl dolo, I move up slow They walk towards a black Yucon, alarm hits on[??] Before he gets in, I'm up by his chin I asked him a question, "you know my man E?" "Hell, who the fuck are you?", I smacked him with the 32 Just because he raised his tone, to impress the girl I rocked his fucking world As I'm looking, I remember you had beef a long time ago In Georgia, at the club Soho I left a message, "next time I'm pistol whipping you And stripping you, to the ground butt naked" Hit the deck and feel the blast of the oowop invasion Coming from the scorching hot desert I'm blazing, grazing, so amazing, flaming Clowns get vamped from the Hell I'm raising Torment and torture, the enforcer I'll extort you, claim that ass, your mine, I just bought you Cha-Ching! That will be $12.50, thank you... Biatches!