Lyrics:
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
[Hook: R. Kelly]
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way
ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like sh
Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me
Some
fuckin' back
Now how you, lovin' that
Hot Boys wodie, respect us
Representin' Cash-Money Records
It's warfare, you betta, vest up
But if you ain't
Make it hot
Make it hot
Make it hot
Make it hot
The world is filled, with pimps and hoes
We'll just talk about those I knows
The world is mine,
Young girls are hot
And they will fuck anybody, anytime, anyway
Because they are so hot and young guys are
They are going for it
This shit has
ho
Like an echo pedal, you're repeating yourself
You know it all by heart
Why are you standing in one place? (Uh-huh)
Born to blossom, bloom
stunt if you want and yo' ass'll get rolled on (it's 50)
And it feels like my flow's been hot for so long (yeah)
If you thinkin' I'ma fuckin' fall off,
I'm cutting lights out like it's bedtime
These other rappers lukewarm like red wine
The truth hurts so please don't rub it in
I'm not signed yet, so
destroyed by it
The water hits my neck
And I'm pissing on myself...
Standing
In the shower
Thinking...
Standing in the shower thinking
About a man
She's turnin' on the heat
It's a hundred above
Hot girls in love
And baby I'm in love
Some say she do
Some say she don't
Some say she will
to the library
Got a new batch, some blue, booberry
Stuck in the hallway, with a pass, say dog he just smoke all day
It's a mind game, like the ream I seem to keep
destroyed by it
The water hits my neck
And I'm pissing on myself...
Standing
In the shower
Thinking...
Standing in the shower thinking
About a man
accommodated, cheerleader, prom-dated
Barbershop player-hated, mom and pop bootlegged it
Felt like it rained 'til the roof caved in
Two words, Chi-Town, raised
can't condone
Plus it won't be long 'til they send me the dome
Sit gently, while I'm on the Bentley phone
Why you don't like me?
'Cause I'm mad fly
make it hot
What the -
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I am the man
You know who I am
Girl I'm in the spot
Shawty I make it hot(I make it hot)
I make it
stunt if you want and yo' ass'll get rolled on (it's 50)
And it feels like my flow's been hot for so long (yeah)
If you thinkin' I'ma fuckin' fall off,
get hot
Steamin' like an ocean liner
It's a hundred degrees in the shade
Carolina reaper fire
Spicy pink Paloma with some salt on the edge
Already
She's in parties
It's in the can
Freeze frame screen kiss
Hot heads under silent wigs
Fall guys tumble on the cutting room floor
Look-a-likes fall
a break sometimes.
Listen to the groove y'all,
Let it unwind your mind
No intoxication,
Unless you see what I see.
Dancin' hot 'n' sweaty,
Right in front
my life is filled with rainy days
But I stashed some dough, how much, you'll ever know
It's Doug Fresh, Slick Rick, Kells and Jay-Z
an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka, shit
the natives
In their Hollywood places
Making up for all the time gone by
Los Angelenos
All come from somewhere
'cause it's all so easy
To become acquainted
tell me I ain't poppin'
I ain't hot no more
Well, listen to me closely, bitch, I got a Rollie, it's gold like a trophy
All of my kids straight, if you
Danger them is, while some call them "Major Lazer"
Stand up like a solider, baby
Yeah, I know you're built like that
Gun it like a holster, baby
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