[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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I keep my temperature on 74 when Im at the crib
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And 79 in the winter time thats just how I live
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But when the homies call and say lets hit the town
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When we do, them haters frown, nigga turn the heat down
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I know we skip the line, and bitches think we fine
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I know you feelin drunk and tough but you best recline
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You dont wanna get stained, its pain in this lane
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Imma check they temperature, they all up in my mix, mayne
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What up, suckas, aint no lookin back
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I just wanna know: What you niggas lookin at?
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I just come to kick it with the bitches, I aint come for you
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If you really want it, yeah my homies got a gun or two
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I take on every one of you, what you wanna do?
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Dont forget I got this whole club on my side, trippin is dumb of you
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Stop! Everybody, whats that sound?
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It sound like a hater bout to get the beat down
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With the quick and why they wanna go and get me pissed?
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When they know Im with me clique, and a real nigga like Mitchy Slick
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On this Hennessy, Sprite and lemon, fuck these niggas, invite the women
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Busters wanna insight the grimin, now you gotta come invite the crimin-nals
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Dont gimme that bullshit, nigga dont gimme no looks
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You better get over the shit, a veteran knowin you pathetic
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And let em fuck up and hit me on kush
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So you better snap your fingers and then rock with it
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‘Cause if you chops spit it, Imma let somethin hot hit it
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‘Bout a hundred somethin he looked like he wanted somethin
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Remy had him beefy now he like a honey bun or somethin
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[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
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(AYE!) Why they always gotta trip with you?
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Im minding my bidness now I gotta check yo temperature
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(AYE!) Player hater man you fixin to
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Make me lose it if you heated when I check yo temperature
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(AYE!) Now I aint come to play games
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So why you gotta make me check yo temperature, mayne?
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(AYE!) And I guess we all gon bang
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If you heated when I check yo temperature, mayne
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[Verse 2: Sundae]
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Ah, kick it, stay, fresh, step out, in my, sundays best
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Bitches, trippin, youll get slapped, hold up wait, what you bitches lookin at?
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Im callin askin why you askin bout me, if for that liquor
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She said cause she spittin vixen in a mix of Tech N9ne and Twista
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Lip singing and quick sand, flippin bricks and gettin chicks mad
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Hundred grand they spick-and-span, with Louie V and my whip is wet
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Who is she? ‘Cause I been there, who is he? He aint a threat
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Who am I? KC Boss bitch, what you doin? Tryin to snap back
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A hundred degrees, Im heated, eat it, like it was your dinner roll
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Youve never been a friend to me, bitch better check yo temperature
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Rocky on rocky im cocky, catch a lot of bodies
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Try to knock me from my hierarchy, straight down on Kawasakis
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These poppies like that seed that come from over seas
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We Gs living in that clipse so hard, that sundae is a superstar
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What the fuck you hoes staring for? Knowin you all are some scared hoes
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Make me start a girl fight, better check this bitches Fahrenheit
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Blowin niggas I Be Be, see broke niggas I skeet skeet
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Ill choke your head, because see they gon drop you like my CD
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[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
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(AYE!) Why they always gotta trip with you?
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Im minding my bidness now I gotta check yo temperature
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(AYE!) Player hater man you fixin to
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Make me lose it if you heated when I check yo temperature
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(AYE!) Now I aint come to play games
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So why you gotta make me check yo temperature, mayne?
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(AYE!) And I guess we all gon bang
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If you heated when I check yo temperature, mayne
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[Verse 3: T-Nutty]
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To tell you the truth we havin a ball, theres bitches all over the place(x2)
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Theres bitches all over the place
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Why is you niggas all up in my face?
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Im finna flip the script and start trippin on them like
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(What you niggas lookin at?)
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I think these niggas might need some glasses what they lookin at?
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A poodle tuckin its tail I aint ever been mistooken for that
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Plus I can read your game plan like my book of raps
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Last nigga that tried it caught a right and then he took a nap
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Sleep go night-night for fucking with niggas that fight-fight
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And some of you suckers be hating cause we shining like some bright lights
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T-Nutty your street buddy
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Tech N9ne and the clique, niggas better act like they got sense
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Stop looking at me and go get in a bitch
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That nigga stretched the flex but wont flinch
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Flipped the script and my nigga bow down
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Straight from Cal with a .50 cal wow
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Ask around and they tell you blaow-blaow
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Aint nobody tripping off of you, I just wanna kick it and be cool
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Half of these niggas up in this motherfucker wanna be part of the crew
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‘Cause they know we do the fool, go dumb and act retarded
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Dont ever like to start it but you can be our target
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If I lose it open your mouth for this thermometer
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Im checkin niggas temperature then sliding off
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With your chick and smokin bomb with her
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[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
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(AYE!) Why they always gotta trip with you?
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Im minding my bidness now I gotta check yo temperature
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(AYE!) Player hater man you fixin to
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Make me lose it if you heated when I check yo temperature
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(AYE!) Now I aint come to play games
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So why you gotta make me check yo temperature, mayne?
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(AYE!) And I guess we all gon bang
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If you heated when I check yo temperature, mayne
