Pryde - Hot In Chinatown Freestyle 1 lyrics

[Intro] (Yeah) When this comes on the club, I'm a whole, whole different person [Verse 1] Couple models that are models are in my arms Whole club started like they just heard a car alarm But nobody broke into a whip It's Mr. Prizzy back on his God Buddha ish Jam like zumba, looking super when I free on these cla**ics Leather inside the whip, girl these seats are in fabric (Baby!) I am D to the Pryde, a.k.a Prius to me is a ride When Prizzy in your system, girl you'll fall in L-O V-E, dont tell no- Body cause' I'm trying to keep it on the low Vamanos to all you fugazis It's the Prizzy the greatest, maybe like Maybelline (ah!) Screaming like Freddy was behind you Instead this be the sound that your stereo provides you Boom bye bye, no gamba reneation Chink boy bop bop, shout to Jamaica It's jerk chicken in Queens, holla holla Woodside Obtained a bad b**h, I love it when I'm on her good side Eating dumplings, won-ton by the pound, it's about to go down Hate me, I claim the fame I was patient waiting for change Almost made it, came from the bottom Now nothing looks like the same momma Hustler, I know you ba*tards doubt me No spray fragrance, but axe about it if you ask about me (yeah) [Outro] I'm a hustler baby, (I'm a hustler) I just want you to know, (wanna let you know) It ain't where I been, (it ain't where I been) But where I'm bout to go, (top of the world!) Now I just wanna love you, (just wanna love you) But be who I am, (you know you love me) And with all this cash, (mo' money, mo' problems) You'll forget your man Now give it to me