8 s Hot Boy Lyrics[Intro: Jor'dan Armstrong]
Hot boy
[Hook: 1k Phew]
Huh
Got some holy water boiling in the pot boy
Blessings got me sailing like I'm on a yacht boy
On that straight and narrow I don't wanna rot boy
I can spark a fire in your city
Hot boy Hot boy Hot
Aye satan think he winning
Oh, no you not boy
Not boy Not
Aye running through the NOLA feeling like a
Hot boy
[Verse 1: Jor'dan Armstrong]
I just left the mall yeah
Gotta ball yeah
Counting up my blessings yeah
I want them all yeah
Cause I remember oh yeah
Couldn't afford that
Me and Momma on the floor yeah
You wouldn't ignore yeah
I'm Holy ghost talking Holy walking
Devil mad but i'm stocked yeah
Never choking
Message to the hood now
I'm living good now
Better get it understood now
Wish you would now
Huh I knew you thought I was with it
But now I'm walking with vision
Boy I got dipped in that water
Now I'm to legit to quit it
Oh God I can tell the world what you did now
You set Your Holy ghost fire on the kid huh
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Huh
Got some holy water boiling in the pot boy
Blessings got me sailing like I'm on a yacht boy
On that straight and narrow I don't wanna rot boy
I can spark a fire in your city
Hot boy Hot boy Hot
Aye satan think he winning
Oh, I know you not boy
Not boy Not
Aye running through the NOLA feeling like a
Hot boy
[Verse 2: Jor'dan Armstrong]
I'm sure you heard I got that word
Jehovah what you think
Only God I serve
I had to fall on my knees now
I show my loyalty huh
I did it way with the old way
Now they looking at me now
Looking at me now
I got the key now
Elohim
Follow the King now
Listen to me now
I had to learn it the hard way
Coming up out of the smart way
Man I be thanking Him all day
Singing like Annie you okay?
I can tell them what you did now
You set Your Holy ghost fire on the kid huh
[Hook: 1k Phew]
Huh
Got some holy water boiling in the pot boy
Blessings got me sailing like I'm on a yacht boy
On that straight and narrow I don't wanna rot boy
I can spark a fire in your city
Hot boy Hot boy Hot
Aye satan think he winning
Oh, no you not boy
Not boy Not
Aye running through the NOLA feeling like a
Hot boy
[Break: Jor'dan Armstrong]
Oh the devil mad cause we lit ha
And you ain't mad at all the stuff he did ha
Cause you prevailed ha
And God got you through ha
And now you gotta a testimony ha
And you goin brag about your blessings ha
And you ain't stressing ha
You lit ha
I know you ain't goin let the devil straight up run you ha
Straight up punk you ha
You fly like a bird ha
You been in your word ha
You get on the devil nerve ha!
[Outro: Jor'dan Armstrong]
Yeah yeah yeah
What ya!
Running through the NOLA feeling like a hot boy
Yeah yeah
Running through the NOLA feeling like a hot boy
Woah there!1