JAYO FELONY

JAYO FELONY - Hotta Than Fish Grease lyrics

[Hook] (4x)

Hotta, Hotta, Hotta Than Fish Grease!

[Jayo Felony]

Can't see you where you run you boo boo

You might need me to come and teach you

Music is universal (what?) music is universal

So I rock the microphone with no planet and no rehearsal

I'll even rock a lil club for a small sum

Black, white, red or green that ass gets all hung

Dulo means never do like Twix I can't share

Stomach starts growlin at night and nightmare

[Crook]

Hot like fire, hot like cocoa

Crazy, loony, cucu, loco

Your style is doodoo, caca, guano

I know, you know, you don't wanna see me

Mano y mano, my lingo, my ammo

The Dulo, no demos

I sting hoes in limos

In the industry Dulo gon' be the tightes rap group

Cus me and Bullet Loco tight like Bro' and Luke Duke, HOT!

[Hook] (4x)

Hotta, Hotta, Hotta Than Fish Grease!

[Hook 2](4x)

If it's Hot enough! Then we gon bring it out

[Jayo Felony]

We all get green when I come on the scene

I'm a stone cold Diego rappin machine

This is out of space so you know you can't fade us

In my boxers and Chuck Taylors

And my mission is to knock them boots

C-walkin on the moon without my space suit

From dusk till dawn you keep getting stepped on

Runnin and get more Lennon than John

When I say, "shake it, shake it, shake it" I wanna see ya

Got grass growin like Ch-Ch-Ch-Chia

In outer space we rocks the peep show

To all little kids we large like Elmo

Is it over? Hell no

Rain, sleet, snow

Then we takin rap all the way to Pluto

I got alias' bangin Dulo cus this DULO!

And they got greenery that we can all blow

[Hook] (4x)

Hotta, Hotta, Hotta Than Fish Grease!

[Hook 2](4x)

If it's Hot enough! Then we gon bring it out

[Crook]

Tired cocks I splurge in it

Writers block? Never heard of it

I'm in the zone with Jordan and Larry Bird kickin

Wicked by nature you snitchin

You trippin, you flippin

I'll lace ya, disgrace ya

Misplace ya, lace you like the unos

This is for the whiteys

The blackeys, the cholos

You yellows, you aces

You earthly, you spacin

I just wanna show you how I get the waist men

Dead bye, the undercovers

Don't try them Dulo brothers

This vibe, and feel them brothers

Don't try and not to love us

Cus we always on point, and we always on cue

And if I give you this joint, man what you gon do? HOT!

[Hook] (4x)

Hotta, Hotta, Hotta Than Fish Grease!

[Hook 2](4x)

If it's Hot enough then we gon bring it out

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