I took off, fuck the law, lookin' for B.G.
Sayin' that I killed a nigga around the club last week
Left the scene ridin' in a big body
So I flip and scrip now I'm in da EF three
Playin' by different bitches 'cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldn't describe me, I got the eraser
I don't discriminate I flip a bitch too
She got to be eliminated I kill a bitch too
She, her hair fixed by my sister, she lost, she gonna get her
To let me drop her off by this nigga, across the river
She ridin' with me thinkin' that it's cool and shit
She don't think I know that she let her live loose and shit
I'm gonna pull over, pull her out and pop, some slugs in the bitch
And leave her pussy stinkin' 'cuz I don't love a bitch
But I was smart comin' up, never trust a bitch
And don't hesitate for a minute to chug the bitch
She was tryin' to get me locked up
It was a must that the hoe get cocked up
Fuckin' with me best believe that I'll do ya lots
Got ya sayin' them Hot Boy niggas too, too hot, too, too, hot
What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are?
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball?
(Hot, Hot)
(Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot)
Lil' one and gone, lil' one was stuck in this shit
Lil' one say he gonna bust a nigga head if you fuck with his bitch
Lil' one got the court hot
Lil one got the dough bar in front of your mama house up in your block
Lil' one got the 44 cocked
Lil' one [unverified] even no pops
So lil' one don't give em no props
Lil' one make 'em timber
Lil' one got a bad temper
Lil' one killed that boy in November
Lil' one be hustlin', lil' one be thuggin'
Lil' one doesn't wanna come up from nothin'
I know lil' one ain't gonna stop
I know lil' one ain't gonna let a nigga run him off the block
Lil' one kind of remind me of me
Man, lil' one a G
Lil' one runnin' with the big boys
Lil' one fuckin' these hoes
Lil' one got some of these old niggas drove
Lil' one makin' his G's
Lil' one runnin' them Keys
Lil' one four-hundred degrees
Lil' one be shy
Lil' one got twenty inches on his ride
Lil' one got two chrome four fives
Lil' one don't give a fuck if he die or not
Lil' one said to Jumball he gonna ride on his block
What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are?
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball?
(Hot, Hot)
(Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot)
Hot Boys, we on fire
They don't gotta nigga who could outshine us
Cash money records will there be nothin' nice
The Rollex be werlin' full of ice
We get our spark on nigga through the week
Me, Wayne, Juve, and the B.G.
How you love it now, boy, you drove ha
'Cuz you're cold and we're hotter than a stove ha
Fuckin' hoes, after shows
Tag-teamin' in them hoes my wee be shootin' semen
Gots sports cars on chrome realla
B and slim get out of the house and walk the tone realla
Hot boys we livin' legends, hope ya heard the word
Duckin' the law runnin' through ports with a flock of birds
We too hot
What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are?
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball?
(Hot, Hot)
(Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are?
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball?
(Hot, Hot)
(Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot)
I have you burning up 'cuz I be
(Hot, Hot)
Like a firecracker
I'm Pow
(Tss, tss)
See these niggas can't take me
'Cuz they know they takin' care of my baby
Don't get mad, just follow me now wodie
We the real Hot Boys
All of them other fake niggas need to stop boy
I got diamonds and gold and I tote my strap
Got my Reeboks and Baus and I ride on platinum
Hot girls who I'm after from the UTP
Wodie I got that fire, so holla at me
Now look deep into the holes you see 8 in the half
Put them things up in they like a stake in the grass
I'm a real hot boy, I'm shakin' the deck
If you a real hot girl, you can take it in half
Lil' Wayne playboy can't put the fire out for a nigga
Stop tryin', I be too too hot
What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are?
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball?
(Hot, Hot)
(Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are?
(Hot, Hot)
What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball?
(Hot, Hot)
(Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot)
The Hot Boys, the Hot Boys
Niggas is the Hot Boys, the Hot Boys
Them niggas is the Hot Boys, the Hot Boys
Them niggas is the Hot Boys, the Hot Boys on fire
Grab the maggy lever then the boys wouldn't step
Grab the 8010 then the boys wouldn't step
Grab the 223 then the boys wouldn't step
Young Turk, Juvenile, Lil' Wayne are real Hot Boys

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