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, I knew it would be a day, some bitch ass crossed And let whatever fuck him up could come and fuck 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 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 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 left this bitch on the dresser 'cause if they catch me I'm gone
My fro too fresh for the throne, I the world like 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 for havin' waitin' so long, bitch
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
I'm hot, it's my 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
Man, this shit gotta work for all my 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 take by two I break niggaz in two man, fake niggaz is through
I hear ya album is poo, I'm just the truth If it wasn't for promotion, I don't to what you do Now if I slap ya in ya face 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 in jeopardy sweat when they next to me Can't let dis get the best of me
Ya'll waitin on my single 'cause I'm cold and I'm freezin' I been countin' big money, lightin' big with my finger I'm no a dreamer, now that shit's all in the past on cash, use to kick hoe niggas all in dey ass
Collaborate with Time to get in trance And if you I'm talkin ya, fuckin' nigga, I am
I'm hot, my turn 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
I'm hot, my turn I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand might I'm cold, you already You can go by what you heard depending on 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 these cameras, bitch, I get for these cameras If it wasn't for that you have 'em but I gotta make some 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 thief to a crook, don't let the pills get you You gon' let kid get you killed, my savage life album killed
Bein' a gangsta I'm guilty, I get my chain women I'm hot like fresh biscuits, they just wanna tittys or dickes, 22s or 6s I mean, both 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 do a half million But if I don't, to me it really mean nuttin' 'Cause until you seen the savage, you really seen nuttin'
I'm hot, it's my I wouldn't touch me 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 touch me 'cause my hand might burn I'm cold, you know You can go by what you heard depending on what told you