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 depending on what told you
Man, I knew it would be a day, bitch ass nigga crossed And let whatever fuck him up could come and with the boss What you think savage done lost? Now you done laid and loss it And came across to the vaulter, now that shit just cost ya
Time to kidnap some children, 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 to hold 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 fresher gon' wipe that out 'cause I'm on Should've this bitch on the dresser 'cause if they catch me I'm gone
My fro too fresh for the throne, I shook the world a drone In the of the moment I give the streets what they want That's why my cake long, I hate face lookin' 'lone Apologize to my people for havin' so long, bitch
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 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 you heard depending on what they told you
Man, this gotta 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 got me confused, I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two man, ya'll fake is through
I ya album is poo, I'm just tellin' the truth If it wasn't for heavy promotion, I to what you do Now if I ya in ya face then bitch, what ya do? nuttin', be surprised but then depend on ya crew
I'm straight tellin' ya, don't with me Put ya'll, whole crew in Niggaz when they next to me let dis shit get the best of me
Ya'll been waitin on my 'cause I'm cold and I'm freezin' I countin' big money, lightin' big blunts with my finger I'm no a dreamer, now that shit's all in the past Focused on cash, use to kick hoe all in dey ass
with everybody Time to get in trance And if you I'm 'bout ya, fuckin' nigga, I am
I'm hot, it's my I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand burn I'm cold, you already You can go by what you heard depending on what they you
I'm hot, my turn I touch me 'cause my hand might burn I'm cold, you know You can go by what you heard depending on what they you
You ain't understandin', you's a fat crumb, I'm candy Boy, I'm simple, you Bambi, and simple, I'm jammin' And I made for these cameras, bitch, I get paid for these cameras If it for that you could've have 'em but I gotta make some happen
My money 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 thief to a crook, let the pills get you whooped You gon' let that kid get you killed, my savage life album
Bein' a I'm guilty, I get my chain over women I'm hot like fresh biscuits, they wanna lick tittys or dickes, 22s or 6s I mean, both hot but which one's the sickest?
Every I visit, they be like 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 mean 'Cause until you seen the savage, you ain't really nuttin'
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 depending on they told you
I'm hot, it's my 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