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 they you
Man, I it would be a day, some bitch ass nigga crossed And let whatever fuck him up could and fuck with the boss What you think savage lost? Now you done laid 'round and loss it And came across to the vaulter, now that just gonna cost ya
Time to kidnap children, time to shoot up some houses Girl, it's all Webbie, 2007, I'm out there 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 off the casket, I wipe my ass with a stack And ain't nobody gon' wipe that out 'cause I'm on Should've left this bitch on the dresser 'cause if they catch me I'm
My fro too fresh for the throne, I shook the world a drone In the heat of the I give the streets what they want That's why my cake lookin' long, I hate lookin' 'lone Apologize to my people for 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 depending on what told you
I'm hot, it's my I wouldn't me 'cause my hand might burn I'm cold, you know You can go by what you depending on what they told you
Man, this shit gotta for all my people in the dirt I'm be bigger 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 don't to you do Now if I slap ya in ya face then bitch, ya do? Probably nuttin', be but then depend on ya crew
I'm straight tellin' ya, mess with me Put ya'll, whole crew in Niggaz sweat they next to me Can't let dis shit get the of me
Ya'll been waitin on my single 'cause I'm cold and I'm I countin' big money, lightin' big blunts with my finger I'm no longer a dreamer, now shit's all in the past Focused on cash, use to kick hoe all in dey ass
Collaborate with to get in some trance And if you I'm 'bout ya, fuckin' nigga, I am
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
I'm hot, my turn I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand burn I'm cold, you know You can go by what you depending on what they told you
You just ain't understandin', a fat crumb, I'm candy Boy, I'm simple, you Bambi, and simple, I'm jammin' And I wasn't for these cameras, bitch, I get paid for these cameras If it wasn't for that you could've have 'em but I gotta make some
My money like it look, I keep it hood like it look I'm in the hood, you can look, man, Rouge, off the hook 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 album killed
a gangsta I'm guilty, I get my chain over women I'm hot like fresh biscuits, they just 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, here it is for a week I'm do a half 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, it's my I wouldn't touch me my hand might burn I'm cold, you know You can go by what you heard depending on they told you
I'm hot, it's my I touch me 'cause my hand might burn I'm cold, you already You can go by you heard depending on what they told you