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 they told you
Man, I it would be a day, some bitch ass nigga crossed And let whatever fuck him up could come and with the boss What you savage done lost? Now you done laid 'round and loss it And came to the vaulter, now that shit just gonna cost ya
Time to kidnap children, time to shoot up some houses Girl, it's all about Webbie, 2007, I'm out And I'm too to hit and I'm too big to forget 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 with a And ain't nobody fresher 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 like a 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 people for havin' so long, bitch
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 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 depending on what they you
Man, shit gotta work for all my people in the dirt I'm be bigger den jigga 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, fake niggaz 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? Probably nuttin', be surprised but depend on ya crew
I'm straight tellin' ya, mess with me Put ya'll, whole in jeopardy Niggaz when they next to me let dis shit 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 shit's all in the past Focused on cash, use to hoe niggas all in dey ass
Collaborate everybody to get in some trance And if you I'm talkin 'bout ya, nigga, I am
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, 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
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 wasn't made for these cameras, bitch, I get paid for cameras If it wasn't for that you 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, don't let the get you whooped You gon' let that kid get you killed, my life album killed
Bein' a gangsta I'm guilty, I get my chain over I'm hot like fresh biscuits, they just wanna tittys or dickes, 22s or 6s I mean, they both hot but one's the sickest?
Every city I visit, they be they gotta get it Well, here it is for a week I'm tryna do a half But if I don't, to me it don't mean nuttin' 'Cause 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 know You can go by what you depending on what they told you
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 depending on what they told you