m gold toothed and two fisted Both arms ready to roll, chrome-wristed I'm past being beserk, I go to work Tell the boss, "Go 'head Give me some sugars and hot sauce
's go up to my room Tell your man you was lost, ran into a boss Then I opened that ass up like a can of sauce [Chorus:] We don't like those lollypops
walk up in the building 'Cause I catch tans in the winter, with wild whores Jet-skiin', while you keep warm at corner stores I make it hot, floodin'
'm feelin' wet, wet, wet Come on baby, baby just get wet with me I'm feelin' wet, I'm all wet On the high horse with a pot of hot sauce Gotta keep floss
my song and chant my chants Rain, rain, go away Please come back another day The sun will shine and now the sky is gray Please rain, go way {lah lahhhhhhh
She the one that wanna ride hot whips, huh Same one that ain't really got shit, huh She want her hair done, then get her nails done Go to Fifth Ave, just
stay in hunger, ideas be starving You'll get ate like food for thought Take these melodies, we gonna bring the truth, fuck the court Cause I'm hot like hot sauce
, yo, yo Inspectah Deck I pop off like a mobster boss Angel hair with the lobster sauce, summertime can't top the scorch Check my hot broad, I dropped
spray it off La Costra Nostra, La Familia What? That I make my family ties and I'ma kill y'all Mi amor dame un beso The capitan, get your hot sauce
champ, shottie champ You period niggas be spotting with bad cramps Intestines looking like chitlings All we need is hot sauce, my pork eaters, go
it, pimpin' yo, get yo' rocks off Release some pressure, stop all that cryin' and wipe yo' snot off Excuses you be usin' for losin' it's cheap as hot sauce
hit below I got somebody I want you to get to know, me A millionaire with extra paper If you haven't heard, go and ask a neighbor I'm like hot sauce
I walk up in the building 'Cause I catch tans in the winter, with wild whores Jet-skin, while you keep warm at corner stores I make it hot, floodin'
I need another hit Yeah Brick City wha-wha-wha-wha to Beverly Hills Yeah, yeah the world is mine T.W.IsM. Clockworld yeah Sonja Blade once again Another hit Sauce
doubtful, shit, I spit a mouthful Indo out-do, intro to outro I'm the hottest thing spittin', so go warn your clique Them niggas y'all look up to, is on my dick Sauce
wants a little hot fixin' I reach for that bottle of mamma's goddamn hot chili Smooth tender chunks with chili beans Filled with mamma's hot bastard bacon
When I hold this dick They break camp When I flow this Einstein go the ill route Throw up your hands If you're villed out Or if you're real sauced I
Verse 2) This is Kansas City We be scoutin pretty young things yo we got her ??? Like dun deal I'm a pop her blouse and Get her hot and ready listenin