I'm hot, my turn I touch me 'cause my hand might burn I'm cold, you already You can go by what you heard on what they told you
Man, I knew it would be a day, some bitch ass crossed And let whatever fuck him up could and fuck with the boss What you think done lost? Now you done laid 'round and loss it And across to the vaulter, now that shit just gonna cost ya
Time to kidnap some children, time to shoot up 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 hold and I'm too out of
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 gon' wipe that out 'cause I'm on Should've left this bitch on the dresser if they catch me I'm gone
My fro too for the throne, I shook the world like a drone In the heat of the moment I give the streets what they why my cake lookin' long, I hate face lookin' 'lone Apologize to my people for havin' waitin' so long,
I'm hot, my turn I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand burn I'm cold, you already 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 know You can go by what you heard on what they told you
Man, this shit gotta work for all my in the dirt I'm gon' be bigger den jigga if dey don't hit me up Man, must got me confused, I take niggaz by two I niggaz 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 slap ya in ya face then bitch, ya do? Probably nuttin', be surprised but then on ya crew
I'm straight tellin' ya, mess with me Put ya'll, whole in jeopardy Niggaz when they next to me Can't let dis get the best of me
Ya'll been on my single 'cause I'm cold and I'm freezin' I been 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 hoe niggas all in dey ass
with everybody Time to get in trance And if you I'm talkin 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 on what they 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 for these cameras, bitch, I get paid for these cameras If it wasn't for that you could've 'em but I gotta make some happen
My money good it look, I keep it hood like it look I'm in the hood, you can look, man, Baton Rouge, off the Man, a thief to a crook, don't let the pills get you whooped You gon' let that kid get you killed, my savage life killed
Bein' a 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 hot but which one's the sickest?
Every city I visit, they be like they 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 the savage, you ain't really seen nuttin'
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 heard 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 depending on what told you