all your boys how Webby spit that madness Got pussy goin' nuts like I got some catnip More than a tad sick, I murder 'em for practice Do what I do when I... burn
you know? Let's dance! coz ya need it, better believe it, here we go! Let's dance! give ya all, when ya coming together on the floor. Let's dance! You
school with the hubcaps, got my black tee,ones, and my skull cap,Stick Em Up,Stick em up,Stick em Up,Stick em Up,Stick em up,Stick em up, Stick em up
"The Dreamer, The Dreamer." And all of you say, "I have a dream; The Dreamer." And what did he dream?It stuck him right there. And little black boys,
back on the set This shit is off the dial, Shaolin Style, better hold on to something [Inspectah Deck] Yo, S.I.N.Y. and what Hit 'em high, hit 'em low
check, hot shit Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this Game point lock, long pump cocked We won't stop, everybody MOVE [Chorus: Kanye West (Harlem Boys
bitch What do you need boy, rap and some my boys are still in the trap I mean the dope spot, but the slangin got my snappin like the rope hot I can be
ll be whatever you call this I'm Cash Money like them Hot Boys in New Orleans That thin vest you got on, slugs'll go through all this And burn, so when
do you need boy, rap and some my boys are still in the trap I mean the dope spot, but the slangin got my snappin like the rope hot I can be the player
We don't barrow nothin', don't fear nothin' And ain't nothin' you can do 'bout these (Hot! Hot! Hot!) Boy$, nigga Let 'em burn, nigga Let 'em burn, nigga
Block is Hot, Tha Block is Hot ha, ha-ha Tha Block is Hot, Tha Block is Hot ha, ha-ha Tha Block is Hot, Tha Block is Hot ha, ha-ha Tha Block is Hot, Tha
down for my squiddies and I ride for the cause It's the S-Q boys with the big fuckin cars If anybody fuck with my squadysquad I'm a cut ya balls off and hand 'em
metaphor that I be servin Goin right over their head, hah turbans I gotta (?) she a Persian And I gotta deal with Eminem but I ain't burnin' Hot, got
then they wonder why when the OG's come around Yelawolf get the respect I get Cause I never walked into another man's house And tell em what I think about
thorn Wherever he laid his hat was his home Stay away from those hot boys 'Cause I don't want you to get burned Pussycats (Shut 'em down, shut 'em down
[Intro: Thin C] Let it burn (burn, haters, burn) Uh, uh, let it burn (let that fire burn) Uhh, uhh.. let it burn (burn, haters, burn) Uhh, uhh [Thin
for a downfall Scheming on my property, we got the remedy Let em get a little cold, let em smell the tree smoke Hit em where we blow and don't let
Let's get it hype, nigga Let's get it crump Yeah, yeah, yeah Pass me them Swisher sweets, let's get it crump If a nigga disrespect me, I'mma prove my