paroles de chanson Hey Boy - Vera Hotsauce
Yeah,
yeah
Hot
sauce
(Hot
sauce,
hot
sauce,
hot
sauce)
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
AO
on
the
board
so
you
know
that
it's
a
money
beat
Then
I
fuck
it
up,
turn
that
shit
into
a
money
tree
Bang-bang
pussy
cat,
pussy
bomb,
you
holla
back
Bring
me
sugar,
better
wrap
it
like
a
goodie
bag
Hey,
you
know
I
got
a
taste
for
me
See
you
looking
at
my
lips,
see
you
looking
at
me
Boy,
you
ain't
never
getting
close
to
me
I'm
the
first
in
line
and
I'm
the
last
to
leave
Hey,
I
can
tell
you
got
an
eye
for
me
But
I'm
too
fancy
for
your
love,
you
see
Boy,
you
ain't
never
keepin'
up
with
me
Can't
touch
this,
I'm
too
flossy
Hit
it,
then
I
quit
it
Then
I
lose
myself
to
the
mimic
Hear
the
bass,
yeah
I
feel
it
Open
up
your
heart
and
then
I
sell
it
Hit
it,
then
I
quit
it
Then
I
lose
myself
to
the
mimic
Hear
the
bass,
yeah
I
feel
it
Open
up
your
heart
and
then
I
sell
it
Drop
top
down,
in
the
back
fucked
up
(okay)
Got
my
girls
with
me
and
they
all
so
hot
So
rich,
so
lush,
drippin'
Henny
from
my
cup
Tryna
hotbox,
now
bring
the
top
back
up
I
see,
I
want,
I
want,
I
need
Tell
Donnatella
make
a
coat
for
me
Bitty
waist
blue
jeans
and
I
hit
it
on
beat
You
ain't
never
gonna
find
another
bitch
like
me
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Hey,
you
know
I
got
a
taste
for
me
See
you
looking
at
my
lips,
see
you
looking
at
me
Boy,
you
ain't
never
getting
close
to
me
I'm
the
first
in
line
and
I'm
the
last
to
leave
Hey,
I
can
tell
you
got
an
eye
for
me
But
I'm
too
fancy
for
your
love,
you
see
Boy,
you
ain't
never
keepin'
up
with
me
Can't
touch
this,
I'm
too
flossy
Hit
it,
then
I
quit
it
Then
I
lose
myself
to
the
mimic
Hear
the
bass,
yeah
I
feel
it
Open
up
your
heart
and
then
I
sell
it
Hit
it,
then
I
quit
it
Then
I
lose
myself
to
the
mimic
Hear
the
bass,
yeah
I
feel
it
Open
up
your
heart
and
then
I
sell
it
Okay
Hot
sauce
(Hot
sauce)
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
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