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I’m a H.O.T.B.O.Y.
[Verse 1]
I had jack them hotboys fot this gottdam beat
Cuzz I needed an earth-shaker, get you up on yo feat
I saw the last time I tried to give you some of my skeet
You muthafucks wasn't ready for me, well bitch get ready for G
Cuzz I'm black, and I'm gone give you my verse
Gangsta shit that keep banging so damn hard that it hurts
Pimping, that's gone be tipping yo girl riight out her skit
And have her banging with her partner over who doing me first
Cuzz I can't help that I'm a fly guy
Straight up the staple for table bitches
That's looking for some dicking, I'm the right guy
Gome head and try guy, but you can't do like I can
Cuzz I'm the muthafucking ''man of every night guy''
Can't help the way a n***a shining so bright
And how I'm pleasing to yo lil momma's eye, cuzz I'm so tright
A solider, damn right, show yo ass ice
And shoes wrapped in Perreli's on a Chevy so nice

[Chorus]
Cuzz I'm a H.O.T.B.O.Y
Bringing that hot toy
Dropping a swagger so pimping, it be like hot joy
Just let the record keep spinnig, I'll rock the spot boy
From the streets to the radio it never stop boy
[Verse 2]
I chalenge any muthafucka, think they ready for war
Don't get yo face smashed up, and brain spilled on the floor
While I step with yo hoe, cuzz only God knows
What's brewing off in my head before you noticed me, dog
I bet you probably thinking, yo, this n***a ain't big
I bet can't take a hit, I bet he cry like a bitch
But as soon as you cross that line
You'll see how quick I'm gone flip
Popping tops off of clips, aiming hot shit at you lips
What I speak is basic game, where I'm from it strange
To see n***as walking around guns
Big I'm repping that S-T-L, untli they bury me, man
Cuzz my streets carried me man
Thru the war of the fucking struggle
Reinforced me real, so that a n***a won' buckle
You thinking you can hang, but thinking that you got trouble
Cuzz my soliders do nothing but train, to reduce you to rubble

[Chorus] (x2)
Cuzz I'm a H.O.T.B.O.Y
Bringing that hot toy
Dropping a swagger so pimping, it be like hot joy
Just let the record keep spinnig, I'll rock the spot boy
From the streets to the radio it never stop boy