B.G. - Too Hot lyrics

[Verse 1 - B.G.] I duck off, cause the law Lookin for B.G Sayin that I k**ed a n***a around the club last week Left the scene ridin in a big body So I flipped the script now I'm in a ES three Playin by different b**hes cuz my face in the paper Hoe drove by fore' she could describe me, I got the eraser I don't discriminate I flip a b**h too She got to be eleminated I k** a b**h too She her hair fixed by my sister she lost she gonna get her To let me drop her off by this n***a Off the river She ridin with me thinkin that it's cool and sh** She dont think I know that she let her lips loose and sh** I'm gonna pull over pull her out and pop some slugs in the b**h And leave her p**y stinkin cuz I dont love a b**h But I was smart comin up, never trust a b**h And don't hesitate for a minute to chug the b**h She was tryin to get me locked up It was a must that the ho get co*ked up f**in with me best believe that I'll bluse ya block Got ya sayin them Hot Boy n***as too too hot Too too hot [Hook - Juvenile] What do ya call a n***a that be duckin the law? ( Hot Hot) What do ya call a n***a that be playin it wrong (Hot Hot) What do ya call a n***a that don't give a f** who you are (Hot Hot) What do ya call a n***a that play it like its the ball (Hot Hot) (Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot) [Verse 2 - Juvenile] Lil One gone Lil one was stuck in this sh** Lil One say he gonna bust a n***a head if you f** with his b**h 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 co*ked Lil One got them calicoes Lil One ain't even got no pops So Lil One dont give em no props Lil One make em timber Lil One got a bad temper Lil One k**ed that boy in November Lil One be hustlin Lil One be thuggin Lil One doesnt wanna come up from nothin I know Lil One ain't gonna stop I know Lil One ain't gonna let a n***a 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 f**in these hoes Lil One got some of these old n***as rolled 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 calls for fives Lil One don't give a f** if he die or not Lil One said if it jumpoff he gonna ride for his block [Hook] [Verse 3 - Young Turk] Hot Boys we on fire They don't gotta n***a who could outshine us Cash money records rilla be nothin nice The rolex be werlin Full of ice We get our spark on n***a Through the week Me, Wayne, Juve, and the B.G How you luv'n that one You brove ha Cuz you're cold and we're hotter than a stove ha f**in hoes, after shows Tag-teamin, in them hoes my wee be shooting semen Gots sports cars On chrome rilla B and slim got a house on washington rilla Hot boys we livin legends hope ya heard the word Duckin the law runnin through ports with a flock of birds We too hot [Hook] [Lil Wayne] Now i be burning up cuz I be (Hot Hot) Like a firecracker I'm (Tss Tss) Pop! See these n***as can't take me Cuz they know they takin care of my baby Don't get mad, just follow me now woadie We the real hot boys All of them other fake n***as need to stop boy I got diamonds and gold and I told my strap Got my Reeboks and boys 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 bauds you see 8 in the half Put them things up inthey (ugh) like a snake in the gra** 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, you can't put the fire out so n***a Stop tryin, I be too too hot [Hook] The Hot Boyz, the hot boyz n***as is the hot boyz, the hot boyz Them n***as is the hot boyz, the hot boyz Them n***as 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