❥ Red Cafe - Hottest In The Hood | Текст песни

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[Verse Five: Kardinal Offishall]
I'm the hottest in yo' hood, hottest in yo' block
Wall Street economics with a T-Dot bop
Got my passport lookin like Weezy's tattoos
Flyin from hood to hood Mr. International
Slums I roll by the clubs of Philly
Suburbs of ATL tryin to wife Chilli
Jamaica Ave. silly, shoppin like I must
Be the only Konvict nigga the hood discuss
Besides my homey Red, Rock City and The Boss
T-Pain lost a couple teeth but he still floss
Get it, I'm a monster America Online
I'm a foreigner, better than Barack in his prime


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