Hot Shyt Lyrics - Back To The Feature - Wale

[Intro: Peedi Crakk] 

Hot shyt, hot shyt, come and get it, come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

[Verse 1: Peedi Crakk] 

Come and get it, I don't know what the fuck to do with it 

I wrote it down, took it to the studio and spit it 

I tried to knock it in the game of soccer, they ain't kick it 

I twist it up in the Dutch Master lit it and hit it 

My girl won't lick it, my moms won't cook it 

The cops won't book it, my squad ain't with it 

I shot it point blank with a gauge it's still livin' 

I tried to take it to Jamal and pray it's still sinnin' 

Vampires won't rip it, icepicks won't stick it 

I took it to Jigga, he couldn't do nothin' with it 

I threw it in the river, motherfuckers started swimmin' 

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip it 

Who the fuck gon' buy it? 

The Roc won't drop it 

Maybe if I put up "For Sale" sign, somebody cop it 

State penitentiary cell blocks can't lock it 

Hot shyt, bitch, DJ Screw can't (Chop) it 

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[Chorus: Peedi Crakk] 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

[Verse 2: Black Thought] 

Uh! Come and get it, who want it I got it I'm runnin with it 

I brung it from Philly Philly where the crimes get committed 

Them rhymes is terrific, beyond scientific 

I took it up in a gym, nobody couldn't lift it 

Where the hell I'm 'gon send it? Will people 'gon dig it? 

I took it to Rich he said it's somethin' wrong with it 

He took it to? uestlove, he on the phone with it 

He took it to Pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence 

Who the fuck 'gon touch it? If Snoop won't puff it? 

The streets don't love it, your peeps won't plug it 

I took it to Jigga he said it wasn't in the budget 

We took it to Jazzy Jeff, the brother couldn't cut it 

I wonder who 'gon knock it, the world 'gon rock it 

The squad 'gon pop it, your girl 'gon jock it 

I lost my wallet, glad I had it in my pocket 

When I'm up in the party, come and see me get retarded HOT! 

[Chorus: Peedi Crakk] 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

[Verse 3: Tuphace] 

Yo, come and get it, I admit it, I spit it kinda diff-er-ent 

They, try to put me in the box, I wouldn't fit in it 

Coke - wasn't shippin' it, dro - wasn't hittin it 

But flippin' them downloads and folks stay clickin' it 

Labels won't push it, T-Pain won't hook it 

? campaign, straight George Bush it 

Showed it to John McCain, said it wasn't crooked 

Opened the champagne when Obama ran and took it 

The kids won't eat it, the blogs gon' delete it 

I sent it to L.A., the nigga couldn't (Reid) it 

I gave it to MJ and my homie couldn't (Beat It) (Hee-hee!) 

I showed it to Stevie and he said he couldn't see it 

Where the hell I'm gon' spread it? My city don't get it 

The radio gon' edit, the journalists won't sweat it 

Dig it, I don't give a SHIT about a critic 

I'm young, fresh, and gifted and I spit it how I live it 

Come and get it! 

[Chorus: Peedi Crakk] 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

[Verse 4: Young Chris] 

Uh! My pops wouldn't raise it, Just won't Blaze it 

Judge wouldn't free it, Charles couldn't see it 

And even if they had the horoscope they couldn't read it 

He took it upon his self since Def Jam won't release it 

Said the artist couldn't paint it, a poet couldn't speak it 

Bullet couldn't seek it bad karma couldn't reap it 

Said the farmer couldn't grow it, the cleaners couldn't sew it 

Johnny Depp couldn't (Blow) it, B.E.T. wouldn't show it 

Said the law couldn't cuff it, my lungs wouldn't puff it 

Tone couldn't (Touch) it even Bone couldn't Crush(er) it 

Said a holster couldn't tuck it Superhead can't suck it 

It's born to rock on, explosion, one of the toughest 

Said the barber couldn't cut it, rain couldn't flood it 

McCain can't beat us so Barack had to lead us 

It's the Roc motherfuckers, G-shots, undefeated 

This flow is so insane T-Wayne (Can't Believe It) 

MOTHERFUCKERS! 

[Chorus: Peedi Crakk] 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

[Verse 5: Wale] 

(Kill it!) Okay, Peedi said kill it, euthanasia's in the building 

And Wale been on his business since Gang of Six kill it 

The people gon' feel it, Alido in the building 

A leader to my people, niggas hate it just a smidgen 

The city can't stop it, no keys gon' lock it 

Believe I been popular, the freaks who been poppin' 

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop 

And name another new nigga wit a sicker Twitter followin' 

And the politics are part of it, the radio ain't on it 

Promoters say that most of them are 'fraid of my performance 

I'm flawless wit the spittin, the rappers don't live it 

My? lenses. my infrared sixes 

My infrared maxes and I ain't even matchin' 

So gonna bring the bitches, and Peedi bring the Backwoods 

And I'ma get some action, who said I won't do it? 

I'ma take you out the game, you Mutombo to it 

Muthafucka! 

[Chorus: Peedi Crakk] 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt 

Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt