It's Hot (Some Like It Hot)
Jay-Z
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Can't stop it, nigga, uh Mm-hmm, uh-huh, can't stop that Timberland, uh-huh Jigga man, uh-huh Yeah, Brook, Brook-Brooklyn, huh? That's right Put your motherfucking hands together, uh-huh Put your motherfucking hands together Yo, can't stop it Yo Yo, show closer, J-to-the-A-Y-Hovah Place shutter down Who the f*ck'll f*ck around? Game spitter, range sitter, Bentley driver, nigga Keep a full clip I have to empty out on niggas Ho bagger, no slacker, get this shit jumpin' Like eight blacks, fo' crackers, get yo' ass jumped Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter, nigga Gat buster, ass toucher, clit licker Go against jigga Yo' ass is dense I'm about a dollar What the f*ck is 50 cents? Hot shit, kick a nigga, turn these mics out My jewelry so bright you can turn these lights out Hovah's like Noah - keep two in the truck I'm like U-haul; every bitch move when I f*ck You move slut, I gotta put two in your butt I'm everything: the when's, why's, who's, and what Nigga what? [Chorus: x2] Hell no, you can't stop it; when it's hot, it's hot My grind keep me jumpin' out of drop to drop My shine, lose your sight tryin' to watch the watch When there's drama, jigga pop, jigga pop, pop Separate myself from the lame No, you can't see me I'm 6-0-0, you 300 C-E Give my ladies dick, my young hos pee-pee Hits in a row like MJ, "hee-hee!" Since I was waist height, late night, bustin' in the clouds Runnin' wild, comin' home late, cussin' out my mouth Niggaz said, "Bryan, leave your cousin' in the house." Every time we play the dozen, he's buggin' out While y'all was playin' yo-yo, I was sittin' on low pros Dippin' the po-po, gettin' that dough-dough No, no, I ain't stupid I take loot, kid What's in the bank? Shoot it Lose it like I ain't do it You want to play jigga, nigga What, you drank fluid? Got a full tank Now you want to pull rank? I clap still, act ill, jigga shoot thee Give you chest pains, leg sprains absolutely What? [Chorus] Thirty-eight revolve like the sun 'round the earth Try to play hard get; you found round the dirt Six shell casings found 'round your shirt In surround sound from the hearse Jigga man, trigger man, hit your man up Six shots, hit the pole, hit the van up Kidnap grown folks; get them grands up Timberland, hot shit, get them hands up [Chorus: x2]
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Written by: Shawn Carter, William Pettaway, Timothy Mosley
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