tell your crew, wait [hook] I wanna go back to the days You used to say when you were lovin me And i was lovin you I wanna go Cuz i would do many things
boys Is you a hot boy, I wanna hot girl Cause I'ma hot boy, I need a hot girl Is you a hot girl, cause I'm a hot boy Hot hot boy, number 1 hot boy Gizzle
caught without my steel nigga You want beef with me, I'ma do ya somethin' wrong I'ma empty seventeenth bullets straight off in yo dome I'ma Hot Boy,
I'm bout to get my shine on Now I'm in Club Whispers wit a $10,000 bar tap Bitches think I'm jokin, stupid ??? in my lap I'm bout to drink some Domm P
sound! [Verse 3: JT Money] In this type of M-U-S-I-C I know I'm braggin', but I'm the best I see I seen professionals, but I'm the better master Who
only you I go dey follow follow Listen, baby I say Say you don dey make me colo My heart just dey run dey go Na only you I go dey follow follow [Chorus
don't know as soon as I get free I'm killin five mo' They asked me if I changed much I told em 'Yeah' even though I'm still the same nut They started
on every level This is bags I must, go the max I must Nigga I came from not much, so money I clutch Uh-uh, Napoleon the strength of the strong-arm
, talkin to the heavens Walkin thru the valley of death with my fellas I lost a lot, startin with hope I tried And for every tattoo I got a moment I cried I
I got gun to spray ya block up Like I'm taggin' Niggas better back the fuck up Before I drag em' I be the B-R-I-D-G-E Flag to the right for the set for
it, look now, I did it I topped "In Da Club," I'm still sippin the bubb' The drama I'm widdit, I get biz, you get it I breezed on that shiddit, I split
but I ain't losin no sleep [Chorus: Ma$e] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I
like how I break it down I know you like my style (Uh huh) You like how I break it down Wanna get rich I'll show you how Wanna get rich I'll show you
ventisette per me sti cazzi banale e e e ehi qualcuno mi soccorra may day aiuto me don?t wanna me don?t wanna go in tavuto banale? Dalla politica al
real ma, if I couldnt hold it down and take care of shit, you be really gettin (wild for the night) [Alicia Keys] I-I-I-I'm fall-falling, fall-fall-fall
The way I walk it, the way I talk it They can't be ready My hat bent smoke scent blueberry scent Either I'ma B.R.O. or your mind just moving too slow
your stereo Right N*ggas wanna hate on us (who) N*ggas be envious (who) And I know why they hatin' on us (why) Cause that's so fabulous (what) I'ma
