K.C. Redd - Hot Girlz On Fire lyrics

[First Verse - K.C. Redd] K.C. Redd in here Anotha hit Rampage, Take Fo, Hot Girlz!!!!! My hot boy and yo hot boy was sittin' by the fire My hot boy told your hot boy we gonna set this place on fire Talkin' bout hot boys, hot boys, representin' Take Fo Jubilee, Willie Puckett, 2 Sweet, and Ramp, K.C. Redd in here fa sho You bout yo paper? You on top? Handlin' business? Doin' swell? Down with yo old man to the finish? When he in jail, or doin' time in Angola Know how it is, stay on top, be a soldier Can you do the time? Without yo man wit yo kids? Your house is led, you got no plans for makin' kids You sport them slugs? Got much love from thugs When you in the club, and represent for yo hood You bounce wit K.C. Redd?, boy don't take no triflin' Shop-hop rappin' with them hot girls on the map Like a fire hot boy, with them gangsta a** toys Not goin' too far, now can you twerk with yo ward? You wanna elevate, you on an ignorant trip? Got twenty thousand in your pocket and you sure will get flipped You got a G, wanna spend it You keep your hair fixed paired with your ree tennis? Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl [Chorus - K.C. Redd & Bigg Ramp] The Hot Boys, the hot boys they on fire! (The Hot Boys, the hot boys they on fire!) The Hot Girls, the hot girls they on fire! (The Hot Boys, the hot boys they on fire!) The Hot Boys, the hot boys they on fire! (The Hot Boys, the hot boys they on fire!) The Hot Girls, the hot girls they on fire! (The Hot Boys, the hot boys they on fire!) [Second Verse - K.C. Redd] Now what's happenin' with you? You doin' what'cha old man do? You down servin' a quarter bird and you servin' them birds too? You a paper chaser? Ain't no time for bein' broke Your man down bad, so you put him on top boy You don't like Vanessa You gone handle her when you catch her Put her on a stretcher You got butcher knifes on your dresser Like a man's big chain, with the hoop ear rings A tattoo on your chest, with yo baby Daddy name You down with shake em up girls? Like to twerk it and pop it You gotta, work it and pop it cuz you can't handle our chopper Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl [Chorus] Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl [Chorus] My hot boy and yo hot boy was sittin' by the fire My hot boy told your hot boy we gonna set this place on fire Talkin' bout hot boys, hot boys, representin' Take Fo Jubilee, Willie Puckett, 2 Sweet, and Ramp, K.C. Redd in here fa sho [Bridge One - D.J. Jubilee & Bigg Ramp] [D.J. Jubilee] Yo Ramp! Wanna get on this GANGSTA track? [Bigg Ramp] Fa sheezie, off top love [D.J. Jubilee] So what'cha wanna do? [Bigg Ramp] Man check it, I'ma play it how it go, that's how we do it Uptown [D.J. Jubilee] Well let's do this! [Bigg Ramp] Count me off with the fingers! [Third Verse - Bigg Ramp] Bout doin' bad? Shoot it up you actin' bad? Throwin' up yo rag? Them Southern soldiers ain't no fad You'z a wartime vet? You bout earnin' yo respect? Or cashin' checks? Or hustlin' for a Lex? All night flightin', keep ya game on swole? Bout spittin' game? So you can run it in the hole You buy expensive clothes? You are a baller with them clothes? You bust girbauds? Look, fine opthimals You represent ya ward? Look, ya down with Charlie Whop? Your block is hot, so we'll do the doggy hop You'z an Uptown soldier? You'z a Downtown G? Look I represent my ward, I'm from the wild one three You'z a hot boy? You suited up for yo city? There's a hot girl, she fitted up, she actin' pretty You done got high pumps, but that's all on them senses Look, it's the Ramp, it's the Ramp buck wit me [K.C. Redd] Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl [Chorus] You a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl Then you a hot girl, then you a fire girl [Chorus] [Willie Puckett] Oh the game is cold, and the streets is just that way Hot boys be representin', but can't wreck K.C. Redd They be straight from H.O.C. on a sharp Take Fo track I can sing and rap and dance and do it and represent like that Puttin' down with the Shake 'em ups, ha? Puttin' down for the H.O.C. look We be representin' fo life look I'm from the U.P.T. baby, ugh We on fire! We on fire! We on FIRE!