I'm A Hot Boy Lyrics - Singles - Hot Boys

I take drama as far as it could go, I ain't no, ho 

That is something you would wanna know 

I get loose as a goose when beef in my presence 

I'm a hot boy fa sho, nigga a living legend 

I straight creep if I get beef with ya 

They got T-shirt waiting on yo fucking picture 

Yo head leak like water drippin' from a faucet 

'Cause I was in the hospital, yo wootay these niggas think I lost it 

But I'm still a head busta, run with straight real niggas 

That's a fatigue nigga, so this the deal with ya 

All about cash daddy, face behind the mask daddy 

Choppers with 50 in 'em, ready to blast daddy 

Duck or get down nigga, bounce or get bounce nigga 

You on side of a milk carton, can't be found nigga 

Take it how you wanna , bring how you feel 

Take in blood nigga you get it how you live 

Where the villian be, that's where I'll stand 

I'm coming with artillery, up in my hand 

I'm showing you bitches, the reason I'm the man 

I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand 

It don't stop, It want stop, my glock on safety, cock if you get shot 

Don't get shocked, 'cause you are aware of my actions 

You know I that, you heard of me and that's a fact son 

I'm 'bout whatever you bout nigga all day I'm 100 percent thug 

You won't trigga play, it's all gravy let's handle it 

I get scandalous, I call baby it's confusion 

Army tool we using, he beep me back, we clicking up we set up 

A dangerous mob, once you wet up, no getting up 

That's how it is, I hustle for my G's, over hundred G's 

Stun'n with Versace, it's straight soldiers ree's 

And soldiers rags, soldiers hats 

Soldiers jackets nigga we bustin' soldiers pants 

We wanna go all the way out and thug [unverified] 

Uptown my stumping ground we camflouge down 

Where the villian be, that's where I'll stand 

I'm coming with artillery, up in my hand 

I'm showing you bitches, the reason I'm the man 

I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand 

If you ain't bout no paper, I ain't fucking with ya, you outta line 

I'm gon flip ya, [unverified] toten big pistol, you know I represent 

Full of that dope behind lime tint 

Mercedes what I'm in, we steal is a lil' hint 

That you murder if you flinch, 6 feet in where you sent 

My occupation consist, putting momma on the front bench 

My click is often dangerous 

If they caught to hang with us, thug with us 

'Cause trust if you outside ain't no love with us 

Where I'll be all my rounds fucking down 

And that's dat UPT, you ain't gotta hide you get down 

But it all good, you get dirty I get dirty 

We all hood you be slurgin', I be slurgin' 

In the 929 fully loaded sitting on chrome 

I'm hot boy that need a hot girl to take home 

I ain't gone bone light, on dat dope dick 

I know you heard that we go all night 

Yo girl [unverified] say B.G. ain't right 

Where the villain be, that's where I'll stand 

I'm coming with artillery, up in my hand 

I'm showing you bitches, the reason I'm the man 

I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand 

Where the villain be, that's where I'll stand 

I'm coming with artillery, up in my hand 

I'm showing you bitches, the reason I'm the man 

I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand 

Where the villain be, that's where I'll stand 

I'm coming with artillery, up in my hand 

I'm showing you bitches, the reason I'm the man 

I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand 

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