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Hottest In The Hood (Remix) Lyrics - Artist : Banks, Lloyd
Red Cafe! Huh!
And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on When your on the eastside (ASK ABOUT ME) When your on the westside (ASK ABOUT ME) When your on the southside (ASK ABOUT ME) When your on the northside (ASK ABOUT ME) I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! Huh! I'm the narcotic king, call me sire Night after night light the club on fire I'm gettin a little tipsy anybody seen Mya? I'm a have her screaming for her back like Khia Now we in the penthouse they in the lobby Gucci frames on, I don't see nobody Damn Lil' mama, I'm a need yo' body Up against mine like new Armani I blend with the money, like a good fade (WHAT ELSE!) I'm a Knick fan, we need a good trade (WHAT ELSE!) Tattoos make your dude feel gnarly We pop bottles, waitress can't call me Ask about me got it cheaper than Jeezy Red Café money taller than Weezy Fix all fights shorty I ain't losin Now everywhere they holla (IT'S MOVIN!) And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! Soon as it stops snowing I'ma pull out the 'rari It looks like a spaceship, sound like a Harley Brighter than the lights, high light of the party High like I'm a Marley, all white in Bulgari All type of Bacardi, I'ma have me an orgy Me, you, her, and her to record me Tomorrow morning I'ma have a beautiful story I ain't have to do much, they was doing it for me My formula proper, I'm stronger than vodka Rosé popper, I tour with the chopper My whip game proper, I kick game, soccer Auto-buying driver and a six-lane hopper You're hanging on your momma's rope, ain't push a line of coke I done had a lot of hate, time to push the envelope Console of dutches, car full of ganja smoke You're money funny, here comes a diamond joke And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd! |
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