let a nigga know, is we gon' fuck tonight I need a real man, I'm sick of playin' with lil' boys I'm tryin' to explore more like hot oils and sex toys
though Hurt me,Do it like I love it though Hurt me, Do it like I love it though [Verse 1:] Yo girl tell me whats poppin up in your world Im'ma bring my boys
the rocks in here If the cops in here, I got my glock in here If the glock in here, you know it's gon' get +Hot in Here+ Touch ya soul to sue, like them
'm tryin' to catch it down kinda early Look, ya thick her hair brown and curly She love the way my red shinin' pearly City boys say she fine a pretty In the country boys
opportunity, for you and me to pass it on Two years ago, I thought it'd be my last song Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga Street Smokin white boys
go outdoors I had a cousin named Ant Dead, they say the young man only died by the head The streets all we got it Boys gon' be boys, me in ya hype Teach
your boys aint here Who you roll with, 'cause that's bullshit You'll get your ass kicked fuckin wit' real thugs Playahatin you gets no love Run and get your boys
my boy Jason Should be takin' my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin' Last week this old man I had to blast 'cause he tried to help me out when my car
it down again, I want to break it down Break it down again, break it down again So these are my schemes And these are my plans Hot tips for the boys
? Nowhere to turn, nowhere to run and there's nothin' new Where do we go for inspiration? It's like pain is our only inspiration Yeah, I see a place where little boys
on the track See when I got Mercedes money, I went and got a Mercedes When I got that Bentley money, I went and got that Bentley Now if y'ain't help
the low 'cause Mike Jones about to blow I'm in a Lex black on black ballin' 24's and up when I'm crawlin grind daily to keep from fallin Got hot now majors
Okay) When hereon in the bank shed, dry it 'til it harden Make it hash up in the oven (Man), put yayo in the hot plate Drain and dry in the freezer, it
[Chorus Cuts: DJ Babu:] Just too hot to touch Just too hot to touch i got what you want [Madchild:] Although I plan to go out with a bang not a whimper
drop while the girls looking hot Hit the volo and we just don't stop Party until the morning light Ain't nothing like them summer nights My home boys
can come see me now (chorus) Mic check You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T. Throw your hands in the air have a sip take a toke (Hot ish) You are now
this (x 2) so listen loud and clear this song is outta here its causin major buzz had us joined up in the club this streak cant help but win we hot all
bottles are there I can see through your shirt While you listen to some wack MC's turned Smokey Robinson on No time for incoming calls, b-boys stay mad