I'm hot, my turn I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand burn I'm cold, you already You can go by what you heard depending on they told you
Man, I knew it be a day, some bitch ass nigga crossed And let fuck him up could come and fuck with the boss What you think done lost? Now you done laid 'round and loss it And came across to the vaulter, now shit just gonna cost ya
Time to kidnap some children, to shoot up some houses Girl, it's all about Webbie, 2007, I'm out And I'm too little to hit and I'm too big to And I'm too slippery to and I'm too out of control
I'm a phantom, you lac, I'm a choppa, you mac I'm too fast off the casket, I wipe my ass with a And ain't fresher gon' wipe that out 'cause I'm on Should've left this on the dresser 'cause if they catch me I'm gone
My fro too fresh for the throne, I shook the like a drone In the heat of the moment I give the streets what they That's why my cake lookin' long, I face lookin' 'lone Apologize to my people for waitin' so long, bitch
I'm hot, my turn I touch me 'cause my hand might burn I'm cold, you already You can go by what you depending on what they told you
I'm hot, it's my I touch me 'cause my hand might burn I'm cold, you know You can go by what you heard depending on they told you
Man, this shit work for all my people in the dirt I'm gon' be den jigga if dey don't hit me up first Man, ya'll must got me confused, I niggaz by two I break niggaz in two man, ya'll fake niggaz is
I hear ya album is poo, I'm just the truth If it wasn't for heavy promotion, I to what you do Now if I slap ya in ya then bitch, what ya do? Probably nuttin', be but then depend on ya crew
I'm tellin' ya, don't mess with me Put ya'll, crew in jeopardy Niggaz sweat when they to me Can't let dis shit get the of me
been waitin on my single 'cause I'm cold and I'm freezin' I been countin' big money, big blunts with my finger I'm no a dreamer, now that shit's all in the past Focused on cash, use to hoe niggas all in dey ass
Collaborate everybody Time to get in trance And if you I'm talkin 'bout ya, nigga, I am
I'm hot, it's my I wouldn't touch me 'cause my might burn I'm cold, you know You can go by what you heard depending on what told you
I'm hot, it's my I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand burn I'm cold, you know You can go by what you heard on what they told you
You just ain't understandin', you's a fat crumb, I'm Boy, I'm simple, you Bambi, and simple, I'm jammin' And I wasn't made for these cameras, bitch, I get paid for these If it wasn't for you could've have 'em but I gotta make some happen
My money good like it look, I keep it hood it look I'm in the hood, you can look, man, Baton Rouge, off the Man, what's a thief to a crook, don't let the pills get you You gon' let that kid get you killed, my savage life killed
Bein' a gangsta I'm guilty, I get my chain women I'm hot like fresh biscuits, they just lick tittys or dickes, 22s or 6s I mean, both hot but which one's the sickest?
city I visit, they be like they gotta get it Well, here it is for a week I'm tryna do a million But if I don't, to me it don't really mean 'Cause until you seen the savage, you ain't really seen
I'm hot, my turn I wouldn't me 'cause my hand might burn I'm cold, you know You can go by what you heard depending on what told you
I'm hot, my turn I wouldn't touch me 'cause my might burn I'm cold, you already You can go by you heard depending on what they told you