I'm hot, it's my I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand might I'm cold, you already You can go by what you heard depending on what told you
Man, I it would be a day, some bitch ass nigga crossed And let whatever fuck him up could come and fuck with the What you savage done lost? Now you done laid 'round and loss it And came across to the vaulter, now that shit just gonna ya
Time to kidnap some children, time to shoot up houses Girl, all about Webbie, 2007, I'm out there And I'm too to hit and I'm too big to forget 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 a stack And ain't nobody fresher gon' wipe out 'cause I'm on Should've left this bitch on the dresser 'cause if 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 want That's why my cake long, I hate face lookin' 'lone Apologize to my for havin' waitin' so long, bitch
I'm hot, my turn I wouldn't touch me my hand might burn I'm cold, you already You can go by what you heard 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 what told you
Man, this shit work for all my people in the dirt I'm gon' be bigger den if dey don't hit me up first Man, ya'll must got me confused, I niggaz by two I break in two man, ya'll fake niggaz is through
I hear ya album is poo, I'm tellin' the truth If it wasn't for heavy promotion, I don't to you do Now if I ya in ya face then bitch, what ya do? Probably nuttin', be surprised but then on ya crew
I'm straight tellin' ya, don't with me Put ya'll, whole in jeopardy sweat when they next to me Can't let dis get the best of me
Ya'll been waitin on my single 'cause I'm and I'm freezin' I been countin' big money, lightin' big blunts my finger I'm no longer a dreamer, now that all in the past on cash, use to kick hoe niggas all in dey ass
Collaborate everybody Time to get in some And if you I'm talkin 'bout ya, nigga, I am
I'm hot, my turn I touch me 'cause my hand might burn I'm cold, you know You can go by you heard depending on what they told you
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 on what they told you
You just understandin', you's a fat crumb, I'm candy Boy, I'm simple, you Bambi, plain and simple, I'm And I wasn't made for cameras, bitch, I get paid for these cameras If it wasn't for that you could've have 'em but I gotta make happen
My good like it look, I keep it hood like it look I'm in the hood, you can look, man, Baton Rouge, off the Man, what's a to a crook, don't let the pills get you whooped You gon' let that kid get you killed, my savage life killed
a gangsta I'm guilty, I get my chain over women I'm hot like fresh biscuits, just wanna lick tittys or dickes, 22s or 6s I mean, they both hot but which the sickest?
Every city I visit, they be they gotta get it Well, it is for a week I'm tryna do a half million But if I don't, to me it don't really nuttin' until you seen the savage, you ain't really seen nuttin'
I'm hot, my turn I wouldn't touch me 'cause my might burn I'm cold, you already You can go by what you heard depending on what they you
I'm hot, it's my I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand might I'm cold, you know You can go by what you heard on what they told you