Timbuktu (of Backburner) - Heatwave lyrics

[Hook:Thesis Sahib] This is your brain on sunshine, sunrays The heat raise the roof roll your windows open if you Please stick out your breeze, we're cooking something fresh With The Burner in the heatwave, in the heatwave [Verse 1] [Timbuktu] Putting in work on the perfect day Shirt soaked in the shade while I perspirate Heat waves on the pavement, verses layed Chirp cicadas, engaged in a purple haze Scorching tracks when the Burner plays Pour the gas until we burn the place Percolate burnt ash that'll hurt your face Shot a crater through your posse like hot butane Not too tame, keep watch for cute dames Got booze, spit exhaust like blue flames Stop dude, not gona prostitute fame Too hot, we too great to stop, we too strange [Wordburglar] Smash, thwip, snikkety-snit Striking the country like picketing hicks Lickety-split, tickety-tick-tock you don't stop Like lava that won't rock, the flow's hot Enough to get the Dregs from the basement Cooking some eggs on the pavement Hot spit like Greekfest Smoking like girls on Queen St West [Jesse Dangerously] Dip, dip, dive, I'm swimming to Shanghai Out cooling like moms' lemon meringue pie Got the women on standby, waiting just to Talk to me about my feminist philosophy When you learn to help, the girls'll melt With a rack so hot the bra burns itself Yeahhhh, we turn it out Heat's the only thing we're concerned about And that's check; I'm about to win in one turn Lamping on a rock with my skin all sunburned Yowtch! The only way I surf is on a couch With the tip of my tongue putting words in your mouth, haha! [Chokeules] Sweatshop got me in a headlock We let it pop til the block is red hot Next stop, chopping heads off Wanna get props? Hit the god with a guest spot [Hook] [Jay Bizzy] Sweat, sweat, work it out Let me know what's on your mind And it don't hurt to shout I'm on a purple drought, yeah, the green, too And these a couple things that put me in a mean mood Would it seem rude if I rolled through the club late And didn't give you props cause I'm in a drug state of mind I got problems, baby, no funds, I don't wanna get a job, I'm lazy So I write my rhymes down, spit ‘em with pa**ion Just hoping y'all can feel it, that's all I'm asking 35 degrees and the sun is blasting Basketball jerseys is still the fashion I don't even know if they heard me laughing Wipe the smirk off their mouth with a dirty napkin Jay Bizzy got sk**s, I'm a worthy champion Why I'm living in a sauna and not a mansion [Jesse Dangerously] When Tim's on the beat, even in the heat I got Tim's on my feet; over zebra stripes from the Sandal steez; Believe the hype from the Scandal sheets; you get dandled on the knee [Chokeules] Achtung! Gonna be a hot one Got drunk last night but I'm not done Shotgun, don't forget some Road pops stop and cop tons Ultraviolet violent outcomes Get that SPF or get sunned Son, have you learned a lesson Sir, yes certs need extra retsyn So, who's bringin' the heat That melts Popsicles Petes into liquid treats Picture defeat than I kick up my feet Take a trip to the beach to chill with the beat [Timbuktu] It's a dog day afternoon, the bad crew Be Backburner, Jack, you're wack like Pat Boone In back rooms we slap hands, crack the brews Fabricate rap tunes that you can't produce C'mon… [Hook]