hot stuff Baby, I need it Looking for your hot stuff Baby, tonight I want your hot stuff I got to feel it Got to have your hot stuff Got to have your
stop Now with Sean on the hot track, melt like it's hot wax Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that (That's right) Leave a nigga with a hot
'm sayin, these Ruff Ryder Niggas Dog I heard these niggas is for real Dog. That's my man and them But I heard these Niggas is like suppose to be lockin down
I'm a rich man Or just to try to put a brother down in the dirt like quicksand But no matter what the reason, I don't wanna stop breathin' There's dreams
I told ya, bein' mice to me Bruise too much, I lose, too much Step on stage the girls boo too much I guess it's cause you run with lame dudes too much
me Sell more joints than me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on it Bitch nigga, I'm ma make a hit nigga Hot mother fucker down
kind that you marry and take to another place [India sings again] and exchange vows, spend thous Make love in a hot tub, where there's a hot towel She
just follow the freaks You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk The way that we talk, cocky the state of New York Hot now, top down at the
is only gonna leave you broke So, the only thing left now is God for these cats And BIG you know you too hard for these cats I'ma win 'cause I'm too
one too I had a mink on she had one too Hey Birdman hold up a second You see them ladies over there? Them ladies singing that thing, ladies sing Yeah, I like that there
up I ain't trippin on shit man I sleep when I get down young your going out tomorrow night, I'm like shit yeah every night the club be open bitch we in there
One Oooh! I got a call today, from my job up the block It was my boss to say, you know we like you a lot But we dont need you J, you daydream too much
buy you a beer?" It's like Nelly said, "It's gettin' hot in here" She said, "I'm headin' out to Vegas On a 747 in 35 minutes down at gate 11 If you
bitch with hair, a bitch with none A bitch with a knife, a bitch with a gun A bitch with a ass big as a TV set And there's a bitch over there, hey, the
harder than fists The aftermath's wicked Brass gets evicted Can't put your strap back in your waist Another crew shot Cause your barrel's too hot
the good And all you niggas out there that don't like me A nigga came up like a real pimp should I feel you players out there givin me love And all my