, shawty know my name She lookin at my frames I'm lookin at her frames She askin Do I rap? I'm like nah, bitch I sing Thousand dollar jeans she like It
check Well she gave him a wink, said "Come over here, hey, hey good lookin', can I buy you a beer?" It's like Nelly said, "It's gettin' hot in here"
Thanks to jigga@hot.ee for these lyrics. It starts like this Just cock and lick it Gats hit harder than fists The aftermath's wicked Brass gets evicted
You couldn't see me if you stood right in front of a pimp Fuck you income you better twice that shit You niggas make a million dollar but still manage
' right Taking my grip, check my bitch, keep my game tight So many hos on my jock, think I'm a movie star Nineteen, I got a fifty thousand dollar car
Chuck D Stetsasonic or the Big Daddy And they ask you about the game you claim you got Drop science now, why not? You start to sweat and fret, it gets hot
way, to do it, and that's the G way I'm hittin switches for ya homey on the freeway [Chorus One] I know you caught a hot one (hot one) Now I'm blastin
wanna make you sweat I wanna make you sweat Sweat, sweat Drip drip drip for me mommy can you drip drip drip Drip drip drip for me mommy can you drip drip drip She's hot
hot Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot And if a nigga get a attitude Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot I've got
keep grabbin' my balls, cup 'em I'll never fall again, I'll trip up stairs before I fall up 'em So buttercup, don't try to come back knocking on my door All dolled
Say a prayer I don't care, I'm here for the money Pay dumb, get done, call it murder one Six shots pop, hit a pop, bullets ricochet Your catching hot
Go in my pockets, my wallet, I got it She getting my dollars the same [Incomprehensible] Umbrella's lit up on the same block The weather keeps pouring, this dame's hot
dont hold your breathe im so icy but my flow will make the soldiers melt i sewed the game up like my granny sewed a quilt Gucci Make a billion dollars
low all the way to your feet All I wanna do is beat beat beat So whatcha whatcha whatcha want? (8x) So whatcha whatcha whatcha want? Hundred dollar
of blow and bounced back Matchin' grills, big houses on them hills Got them ***s in the kitchen all cookin', payin' bills I'll start hollerin', dollar after dollar
smoke I said I'd never fold, I promise not to stop Just like my rolls Royce, the way that girl drop I need a hot girl, the way the girl hot Dollar signs
'm still counting what hardcore generated bet my sh-t keeps spinning like it's syndicated corny broad I'll leave pyou bloody like you menstruated your hot
my paper like a motherfucking scratch and win World Series attitude, champagne bottle life Nothing ever changes, so tonight is like tomorrow night I will have a model wife, your bitch is as hot