Too Hot Lyrics - Hot Boys

I took off, fuck the law lookin' for B.G. 

Sayin' that I killed a nigga around the club last week 

Left the scene ridin' in a big body 

So I flip and scrip now I'm in da EF three 

Playin' by different bitches 'cuz my face in the paper 

Profile done although she couldn't describe me, I got the eraser 

I don't discriminate I flip a bitch too 

She got to be eliminated I kill a bitch too 

She her hair fixed by my sister she lost she gonna get her 

To let me drop her off by this nigga across the river 

She ridin' with me thinkin' that it's cool and shit 

She don't think I know that she let her live loose and shit 

I'm gonna pull over pull her out and pop some slugs in the bitch 

And leave her pussy stinkin' 'cuz I don't love a bitch 

But I was smart comin' up, never trust a bitch 

And don't hesitate for a minute to chug the bitch 

She was tryin' to get me locked up 

It was a must that the hoe get cocked up 

Fuckin' with me best believe that I'll do ya lots 

Got ya sayin' them Hot Boy niggas too, too hot 

Too, too hot 

What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball 

(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) 

'Lil one and gone, 'lil one was stuck in this shit 

'Lil one say he gonna bust a nigga head if you fuck with his bitch 

'Lil one got the court hot 

'Lil one got the dough bar in front of your mama house up in your block 

'Lil one got the 44 cocked, 'lil one [unverified] even no pops 

So 'lil one don't give em no props 'lil one make em timber 

'Lil one got a bad temper, 'lil one killed that boy in November 

'Lil one be hustlin', 'lil one be thuggin' 

'Lil one doesn't wanna come up from nothin' 

I know 'lil one ain't gonna stop 

I know 'lil one ain't gonna let a nigga run him off the block 

'Lil one kind of remind me of me 

Man 'lil one a G, 'lil one runnin with the big boys 

'Lil one fuckin' these hoes, 'lil one got some of these old niggas drove 

'Lil one makin' his G's, 'lil one runnin' them Keys 

'Lil one four-hundred degrees, 'lil one be shy 

'Lil one got twenty inches on his ride 

'Lil one got two chrome four fives 

'Lil one don't give a fuck if he die or not 

'Lil one said to Jumball he gonna ride on his block 

What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball 

(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball 

(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) 

Hot Boys we on fire they don't gotta nigga who could outshine us 

Cash money records will there be nothin' nice the rolex be werlin' 

Full of ice we get our spark on nigga through the week 

Me, Wayne, Juve, and the B.G. 

How you luv it now boy you drove ha 

'Cuz you're cold and we're hotter than a stove ha 

Fuckin' hoes, after shows 

Tag-teamin', in them hoes my wee be shooting semen 

Gots sports cars on chrome realla 

B and slim get out of the house and walk the tone realla 

Hot boys we livin' legends hope ya heard the word 

Duckin' the law runnin' through ports with a flock of birds 

We too hot 

What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball 

(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball 

(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) 

I have you burning up cuz I be 

(Hot, hot) 

Like a firecracker I'm Pow 

(Tss, tss) 

See these niggas can't take me 

'Cuz they know they takin' care of my baby 

Don't get mad, just follow me now wodie 

We the real hot boys 

All of them other fake niggas need to stop boy 

I got diamonds and gold and I tote my strap 

Got my Reeboks and baus and I ride on platinum 

Hot Girls who I'm after from the UTP 

Wodie I got that fire, so holla at me 

Now look deep into the holes you see 8 in the half 

Put them things up in they like a stake in the grass 

(Ugh) 

I'm a real hot boy I'm shakin' the deck 

If you a real hot girl you can take it in half 

'Lil Wayne playboy can't put the fire out for a nigga 

Stop tryin', I be too too hot 

What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball 

(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that be duckin' the law 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that be playin' it wrong 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are 

(Hot, hot) 

What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball 

(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) 

The Hot Boyz, the Hot Boyz 

Niggas is the Hot Boyz, the Hot Boyz 

Them niggas is the Hot Boyz, the Hot Boyz 

Them niggas is the Hot Boyz, the Hot Boyz 

On fire 

Grab the maggy lever then the boys wouldn't step 

Grab the 8010 then the boys wouldn't step 

Grab the 223 then the boys wouldn't step 

Young Turk, Juvenile, 'Lil Wayne are real hot boys