Ace Hood - Who Hotter Than Me lyrics

Chea, Ace Hoood, Gutta, (Who Hotta Than Me?) Gutta comin soon my n***a, (Who Hotta Than ME!) Who hotta then gutta n***a, no n***a hotta then ace hood See I don jumped up in the game, tell em who hotta then me, Know you heard about the name, H double O-D the beast, Been up in it 6 months, already BET If your searchin for the youngin tell em watch tv 1-0 sixty Parker Rap CD is where the kid be Swag switchin on them haters, still f**in with the streets Went from bein fed bound, to up in the magazines She say have a couple a fans, not hundred thousand that scream Aint nobody do it wrong, they cant do it like me Point your baddest b**h out, and bet let her f** the team When I step up on the scene, bet your main broad leave She aint kickin with a lame get some brain, ill leave Bet you tried and call her names, she forget who you be f** n***a, im ACE (who?), he aint hotter than me Only n***a in the hood on them mink fur seats Lamborghini doors up, see the now and later feet Got the starbursts on my neck, jelly beans for the wrist Imma virus goin round, cause the j**els so sick Take the smell of a n***a, b**h I know that im the sh** Who will start us in the game, on the summer jam list Atlantic ATL, im on my New York sh** Got the single of the year, s**a n***as getting pissed Spent a hundred for the chain, but im still up in the VIC Homies say you getting money, flippin, servin them Buur Thats the streets bout the n***a aint a man of his word p**y n***a where your money, b**h you lyin to the birds Type a n***a go to court and tell the judge what he heard He aint hotter than me, and im sure you n***as heard Got the streets on lock, they know the verses, every word Every noun and every verb, b**h thats all a n***a serve Any questions bout me, p**y n***a see the streets One question for you n***as, now tell em what it be Who hotter than me n***a? ACE HOOOOOD Who hotter than hood n***a? Gutta, comin soon homie Gutta, who hotter than me n***a?