hot shot Gotta unload Hot shot Gonna explode Hot shot Gotta confess Gonna be a mess Oh, baby, on your party dress Got a hot shot Baby, don't say no
way above these bitches Ha, if it ain't broke, don't break it A-and if he ain't shook, I'm gon' shake him Hope I don't look weak 'cause when a wolf
fire, make it hot I don't wanna take no pictures, I just want to take some shots So come on, let's go, let's lose control Let's do it all night 'til we can't
it, I must be dreaming So jiggly, so soft God damn, I want to break you off So hot, you gonna melt Eat you all up by myself Girl, I can't wait to unwrap
ain't there The more hits we make, more money to burn The more fame we get, niggas get concerned It don't matter who's hot, who's out Bad Boy is back
't die And I need changes Oh, please, please, please Don't go Don't go Above while: [Puffy] I'm just trying to get my money, right Don't fuck wit
the field And what you can't have now, leave in your will But don't knock me for tryin' to bury Seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery Ain't nobody's hero
pimp Mase, you know ain't nuttin' change but my limp Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales pullin' all the love You don't
's me against a million billion of y'all, mother fuckers I will never stop I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't
[Intro: Busta Rhymes] Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (JUMP JUMP!!!!) Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (JUMP JUMP!!!!) Don't this shit make a nigga
the place to be, Flipmode Squad Y'all motherfuckers keep it right here You know how it's going down, son Blow the spot up, one shot, yo, check it out
.Diddy & Pharell) [Intro: Busta Rhymes] Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (JUMP JUMP!!!!) Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (JUMP JUMP!!!!) Don't this
Raw deluxe shit '98 Check it out I be the street shit The nigga your mama freak with Put y'all niggas on it y'all know how to keep a secret When
] Can I hear it for Buckshot? (Buckshot) Buck's hot, spell it and yell it but the shit don't stop It be hot, y'all niggas is worthless in the money market
Stick up, hands in the air You move, you lose, 'cause the Ice don't care No chance to run, don't shout Flinch an inch I'm gonna take you out Grand Larcenist
'm tight grill with the phony, rappers y'all might feel we homies I'm like still, y'all don't know me, shit I'm tight grill when my situation ain't improvin
to told you I was hot Tell these other dudes it's a wrap Get the *** out the throne you clone, the king's back Y'all got less than 2 months to get y'
