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!