: (feat. Jay Read) [Jay Read:] Make way for Read and Young Breezy That's 2 hot names bigger than mount Figi Please believe me these boys got swagg Like
diarrhea of the mouth Till your speakers crap out [fart] "Ohp, What?" Girl you got a hot butt like a lit cigarette "Chik-Chigarette" But you won't get a hot
out of gas Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook Didn't realize it was my grandmother 'til I checked her pocketbook Fuckin' with the white boys
(mmmwwahhh) I put them boys on rock, rock. And they be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno) [Chorus] So delicious (it's hot, hot
jewels your crews acting like fools Playing hard rock surrounded by body guards Hoping no one pulls your cord you got me laughing pretty hard Thinking youre the white hot
gonna bring ghetto carnival thrills Where's that other little rich little fag Looking for Brandon cause we can't stand him I know my boys make the bass
I heard your album bout your tec on the dresser So yeah I sampled your voice, you was usin it wrong You made it a hot line, I made it a hot song And you
ride. Fall in bed and kick my shoes away. Rocks on the road. Can't sleep through the wild sound of the city. Hear a car full of young boys heading
the last few dollars off Old Beale Street's carcass Carrion and mercy Blue and silver sparkling drums Cheap guitars, eye shades and guns Aimed at the hot
parade And now, 1 2 3, oh [Chorus] Boys all want my butterscotch Lickin' their lips 'cause it's top notch No other bitch got what I got My butterscotch
boys jealouso (bang bang) Mami make them other girls jealousa (bang bang) Then we make the club jealouso (bang bang) Make them girls jealousa (bang bang) Make them boys
that you nasty girl You're one nasty girl I'm the kind of girl to bring them boys to the back We be popping bottles open up and say hot Lighten up the
for a cop I ran right outside And I hopped inside a cab I went out the other door This Englishman said, "Fab" As he saw me leap a hot dog stand And a
7th song Regime, you can't get in the battle zone [Chorus] [Bizzy] I see no black queen, nigga searched it Then your other boys cursed the term
my knees, Never get to hot or act to cold. I'm the poster girl with self control. But now I'm making noise (Like I never do) And dancing with the boys
"The Dreamer, The Dreamer." And all of you say, "I have a dream; The Dreamer." And what did he dream?It stuck him right there. And little black boys,