This is for my ghetto motherfuckers, uh      Uh, forty side felony   Felony, misdemeanor   The charge is murder   Escobar CB on bikes   I'm switching gears   Headlights, shine so bright   Bitches freeze like deers   Them fiends want that deep boy   Feds send in a decoy, pack that heat boy   Push ya where ya rest in peace boy   Get your mama's house shot up   Bodies all chopped up   When them bodies pop up, I ain't getting' locked up   My Bentley cruise the block, with the sun roof top   Hood rats jumpin' on my jock cause I blew up the spot   Crushin' your Benz, crushin' your Navigator system   My QB piece make y'all niggas tuck you're shit in   It's Nas in your area, Queens 'bout to tear it up   Braveheart y'all scared of us, real niggas, they be us      What's your name, cause I'm impressed?   Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less   You a hot boy, a rock boy   A fun toy, tote a glock boy   Where you live, is it by yourself?   Can I move with you, do you need some help?   I cook boy, I'll give you more   I'm a fly girl, and I like those      Hot boyz   Baby you got what I want   See cause y'all be driving Lexus jeeps   And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps   Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's   Hot boyz   Baby you got what I want   See cause y'all be driving' Jaguars   And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce   Playin' hardballs with them Platinum Visa's      Is that your car, the SK-8?   Are you riding alone, can I be your date?   Come get me, get me, don't diss me, don't trick me   Got some friends, can they come too?   Can you hook them up wit' some boyz like you   A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy   And I like those      Hot boyz   Baby you got what I want   See cause y'all be driving Lexus jeeps   And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps   Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's   Hot boyz   Baby you got what I want   See cause y'all be driving' Jaguars   And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce   Playin' hardballs with them Platinum Visa's      Yo only take 'em thugged out   Slightly bugged out, fuck with his tongue out   Know the job ain't getting done, until the body getting drugged out   Hot boy, keep me right   Play your part and I'll keep it tight   Where else you gonna be in the middle of the night   But up in the sheets with me aiight   Gangsta, true to your gang, street master   You the one I need when there's beef, street blaster   Ain't afraid to stop a cat, plus pop a cat, huh   Soldier, cash money, rule your world   What's topping that?   Huh, S-4-3-0 keep me on my toes   Get a tingle in my spine, wet spot only he knows   He's a hot boy, Missy sing it out and I'm gon' spit it   Ruff Ryders scream it loud, daddy is you with it   If your team can't handle my bitches then we gon' ride   Brickhouse stallions, keep thugs open wide, huh   'Illadelph's best E-V-E stay committed   Mess with many, but if he ain't the realer   I ain't with it, with it      Yo, mommy what the deal?   Ain't no heat fuckin' hotter than the heat a nigga hold   I think you really should be told that I deal with long shafts   That keep a long blast (blast)   Now look at a nigga and peel off fast (come on)   Word you got your girlfriend   Word, she can get it too   Fuck it though, I'm honest yo   I'm saying though, let's play it through   Getting cinematic with it   Niggas if you got it, hit it   Fuck the dumbness   Hit it till its numbness      Hot boy   Baby you got what I want   Won't you really come and satisfy me   I be lovin' you like endlessly   (Everyday all day)   Hot boy   Baby you got what I want   Won't you really come and satisfy me