Juelz Santana - Hot sh** lyrics

[Juelz:] Money over b**hes thats the motto I follow Take that to the grave I'll swallow 8 hollows For the day I letta b**h stop me from gettin paid No way I get head get laid get gone on em Dont be mad I left 100 at the door for you Baby dont spend it all at once its just a thought for you Ain't that a dog for ya, sum chicks like flees, you gotta use ya paws to get em off of ya And in da streets you can't get caught trippin, caught slippin, gotta hustle gotta get in were you fit in Hope you know how to make a dollar quicker then you spend it Cuz its bills comin in every second, every minute And its coke on the dishes is you flippin or you sniffin Put the coke in the water sh** its kinda like fishin No rod just a spoon I throw it and start mixing Like that and like this and like that and a Like this and like that you got crack walla And since the towers fell nigaz been mad as hell Its been ah drought out ain't enough crack to sell But the world keep spinnin like a carousel Gotta get da cash, get da cream and the caramel On top gotta be on top strawberries whipcream on top Get popped f**in wit my m.o.n.e.y Guys pop thats why I got da nina Chop chop man that choppa lean ya Da blocks hot like its got a feva Cops cops nuthin but cops I see ya peekaboo They every where im neva scared I hustle anyway Everyday customers, send em here And you know I give em that sh** thats gon get em back coke crack sugar snacks Or should I say sugar snacks Coke in da sugar jar, cookie jar crib, car, and sugar shack And da b**hes sleep naked in da sugar shack Mind on my money no lookin back [Lil wayne:] I pop up in da middle of the hot block Make da drop top play hop scoth on them hoes Lil wayne, right from Kims corner store Choppa wake a n***as azz up like tha mornin show Put me in da game and I see em callin audibles Hearts beatin fast betta work on ya cardio How you want video, audio, part of yo body get mailed to ya gal, eww p**y a** n***a die slow dont yell I put it on tha streets an I bet its gone sell Whats under that floor well it sure isnt nails Just how I make money cracker I'mma make bail Im a Libra and my sign is a scale An if it dont measure up then a n***a gettin k**ed The smaller the car the bigger them wheels An a n***a so hot that I give a b**h chills An if she like coke then I give the b**h hills No stilettos or pumps 21 bumps 21 Jump street if anyone jumps an once you hit the ground thats when everyone stomps Perrier Jouet everyones drunk so its 21 Jump Street if anyone jumps Tha milli goes pow and tha simmi goes pap A itty bitty bullet make a skinny n***a fat Hard body baby knockin any n***a back An its money ova b**hes not a penny ho scat An it'll be like that 'til that line go flat But in da mean time I'm in that bent no hat, thats no top if you didn't know that On them chrome sean johns with them guts so black Infact yall can leave that be b**h im ballin like I got scouts checkin for me yeah Im on third base comin' home with da paper I got 100 pounds comin' home from Jamaica I can't think and my sprite so pink And I might be floatin but I will not sink Weezy