Hotta, Hotta, Hotta Than Fish Grease!
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Can't see you where you run you boo boo
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You might need me to come and teach you
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Music is universal (what?) music is universal
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So I rock the microphone with no planet and no rehearsal
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I'll even rock a lil club for a small sum
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Black, white, red or green that ass gets all hung
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Dulo means never do like Twix I can't share
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Stomach starts growlin at night and nightmare
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Hot like fire, hot like cocoa
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Crazy, loony, cucu, loco
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Your style is doodoo, caca, guano
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I know, you know, you don't wanna see me
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Mano y mano, my lingo, my ammo
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The Dulo, no demos
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I sting hoes in limos
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In the industry Dulo gon' be the tightes rap group
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Cus me and Bullet Loco tight like Bro' and Luke Duke, HOT!
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Hotta, Hotta, Hotta Than Fish Grease!
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If it's Hot enough! Then we gon bring it out
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We all get green when I come on the scene
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I'm a stone cold Diego rappin machine
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This is out of space so you know you can't
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us
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In my boxers and Chuck Taylors
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And my mission is to knock them boots
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C-walkin on the moon without my space suit
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From dusk till dawn you keep getting stepped on
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Runnin and get more Lennon than John
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When I say, "shake it, shake it, shake it" I wanna see ya
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Got grass growin like Ch-Ch-Ch-Chia
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In outer space we rocks the peep show
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To all little kids we large like Elmo
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Is it over? Hell no
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Rain, sleet, snow
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Then we takin rap all the way to Pluto
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I got alias' bangin Dulo cus this DULO!
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And they got greenery that we can all blow
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Hotta, Hotta, Hotta Than Fish Grease!
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If it's Hot enough! Then we gon bring it out
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Tired cocks I splurge in it
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Writers block? Never heard of it
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I'm in the zone with Jordan and Larry Bird kickin
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Wicked by nature you snitchin
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You trippin, you flippin
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I'll lace ya, disgrace ya
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Misplace ya, lace you like the unos
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This is for the whiteys
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The blackeys, the cholos
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You yellows, you aces
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You earthly, you spacin
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I just wanna show you how I get the waist men
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Dead bye, the undercovers
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Don't try them Dulo brothers
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This vibe, and feel them brothers
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Don't try and not to love us
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Cus we always on point, and we always on cue
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And if I give you this joint, man what you gon do? HOT!
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Hotta, Hotta, Hotta Than Fish Grease!
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If it's Hot enough then we gon bring it out
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Hotta Than Fish Grease
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Jayo Felony |