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BENZINO lyrics : "X-tra Hot"

MT, Benzino, Daz Dilly
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


Hey, I'm back with a hit at this dumpster
Plus your speakers dump that real %#@! to blow out your twist

Pull out your heaters if you're cold, warm it up, get it up
My ^!$$%s and my (*##$es get your hands, get 'em up


I gets rough ride, get it raw like never before
Hard core explore, ^!$$% to knock down your door
It seems you can't take no more, so stick 'em up

Now give it up to get your ^!$$%'s buck, what the $#&@?

I struck a match, I tip my hat to the left

I get them ^!$$%s, with the laws of death, I got the rep
Mother$#&@er, my name is Daz, I'll whoop $$#
Everyday, all day, I count big $$# cash


It's just I keep on comin' with it, I know you're scared with it
It's Diggy Daz and Benzino back on a $#&@in' mission

Oh no, ^!$$% I'm back with another dose
And if you ^!$$%s don't know, I rock coast to coast


I hit you with that click-clack, in that pick-pack
^!$$%s wanna do that and they said that I did that
The D A to the Z and Mr. Dillinger willin' to $#&@ a priest

Now my ^!$$%s, you know who run the streets

Every time I come around to your club or the spot, we got it hot

All my ^!$$%s and (*##$es, why don't you yell it out?
(Daz)
And if you see me coast to coast

Don't act like you seen a ghost
Just scream it out


Benzino, temperature is risin'
I want you inside me, touchin' on my body
Boy, you got me burnin' and I can't hide this feeling

Extra hot and I'm waitin' for you

I'm steady livin' and %#@!, you see it's evident

I canary wearin' it, I'm not even not even hearin'
Ya meet her at the Meridian


Unforgettable experience, hit that
I'm killin' it, macked out, I'm swervin' it
Crapped out your nervousness stacks

I be deservin' them cats

I'm not concerned with them

Who do I never heard of ya act out?
I murder ya, blast out I'm burnin' ya
^!$$%s ain't that appalin'

And chicks I be importin' them

Fly that $$# Zino, put you up in first class

She bring a coat for D A Z at the crib with L-T
Feelin' doggy-style, part three


Every time I come around to your club or the spot, we got it hot
All my ^!$$%s and (*##$es, why don't you yell it out?
(Daz)

And if you see me coast to coast
Don't act like you seen a ghost
Just scream it out


Benzino, temperature is risin'
I want you inside me, touchin' on my body

Boy, you got me burnin' and I can't hide this feeling
Extra hot and I'm waitin' for you


Click-clack, I'm bustin' 'em, hit stacks, I'm clutchin' 'em
This track, I'm crushin' 'em, back door, I'm rushin' it
Flip rhymes, complete with it, hit dimes, I'm sick with it


Grit nines, I'm spittin' it, $$# hard, he feelin' it
Blast off, I'm pealin' it, drop-top, be wheelin'
And everybody be sayin' that "Benzino is the realest thing"


Now here we go again, let's get this dough again, $#&@ it
I fly to Logan and Zino rip up the show again
Chronic steady, smokin' it, the drama never provokin' it

^!$$%s already knowin' that Jacob, he keeps me glowin'

And East we keep it hustlin', South they keep it crunk
And West they keep it comin' and West they keep on gunnin' it

Every time I come around to your club or the spot, we got it hot
All my ^!$$%s and (*##$es, why don't you yell it out?

(Daz)
And if you see me coast to coast
Don't act like you seen a ghost
Just scream it out


Benzino, temperature is risin'
I want you inside me, touchin' on my body
Boy, you got me burnin' and I can't hide this feeling
Extra hot and I'm waitin' for you

Every time I come around to your club or the spot

We got it hot, all my ^!$$%s and (*##$es, why don't you yell it out?

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