The Hotness

Trick Daddy & DJ Khaled & Society - Rap
The Hotness
2 Plays
Duration: 4:13
Lyrics
[Intro: DJ Khaled] Hope y'all ready for what's about to happen Hope y'all ready for what's about to happen Oh my god Oh my god Slip-N-Slide Records Society, Miami Word up, we 'bout to drop this hot shit for the world For the world, for the world, for the world y'all Hot shit, baby, yeah Make 'em bounce, baby Ayo, hot shit, hot shit, yeah Society, Slip-N-Slide I go by the name of DJ Khaled Arab Attack Society, let 'em know, son... [Verse 1] I Welcome y'all to the dirty south cantina Here we smoke good and everything look greener.. Now and then I get a contact from them sinners when I should be home studying swimmin in my Dominican Touch my brain it's a joy ride on the mother plane Ordained ministry, Chemistry 101 so I can make the bomb shit and know just where to drop it at I plot the coordinates dog , tell them where we at We in the cockpit about to let off the hot shit I check my compass for lattitude my mic your attitude Splatter Crews, batter and bruise your team leader Grill 'em like a fajita chop 'em put 'em in the heater How many wanna fly but they scared of heights Scared of mics, scared to write, they scared of light Lookin for vampires all in hip hop attire, they all suck They doin this loosely for a buck [Chorus] Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit To make heads bop to this hot shit DJ's rockin' hot shit Blastin' Hot shit, word up Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit To make heads bop to this hot shit DJ's rockin' hot shit Blastin' Hot shit, word up [Verse 2] I was born with nothing, die with nothing, in between I want everything the ring and the girl Shake the world till they fear me like the last day of this millenium My brain too quick and my shit process like Pentium Super amazing, blazing the spot with this hotness You can't believe don't let your ears deceive you we got this We bout the southern competence, predominance, prominent competent for this new era while you floss with mascara I'm worldwide without the web, grateful without the dead Juicy without the fruit or the loops for the troops I kick the ill titanic flow, side of black DiCaprio There's one year to go the hot shit bout the blow Feel the humidity , showing you face like humility Trying to make more cheese than enemies through my lingual ability Off the tranquility instability Yo even people that's paralyzed is feelin me [Chorus] Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit To make heads bop to this hot shit DJ's rockin' hot shit Blastin' Hot shit, word up Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit To make heads bop to this hot shit DJ's rockin' hot shit Blastin' Hot shit, word up [Verse 3] Since the breakdown, fake ass rappers this is the shakedown One take you can't retaliate I lay it straight down Ya'll niggas need an hour to come up with a verse Bitch nigga's with no rehersal snatch the money out your purse Then I'm gone, you can find me in the lab with the guard so deep To guard my leak exchanging figures of speech Reach for the goal and get your arms amputated You said you was droppin the shit, but now you constipated Imma put 'em in the water now Imma give 'em what they order now Seduce him introduce 'em to intellectual slaughter now We the cure and the medicine, jetison the spray and the gel cap Now clap if you can feel that, demand that star These killers ain't up to par I'm live Take 'em in the woods put a hole in one like Tiger Survival of the fittest, is you real niggas with us? (Hell Yah) [Chorus] Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit To make heads bop to this hot shit DJ's rockin' hot shit Blastin' Hot shit, word up Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit To make heads bop to this hot shit DJ's rockin' hot shit Blastin' Hot shit, word up [Work In progress / incomplete]
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Credits
- Producers
- Black Mob Group