I'm Hot
Yeah, I'm the new shit
Comin' through
(Shh)
Uh
I'm used to bein' number one
The competition been long outdone
They don't like the way I live my life
But I can't help bein' a bitch sometimes
So concerned with how I dress
Everyday, it's something fresh
Girl clothes (But you're a man)
(Ugh, oh my God, OK, let me explain)
You might call me a fa-got
But deep down inside, you know I'm hot (So hot)
Yeah, got the whole club d-d-dancin'
Doin' party pills, they know what's up (Uh-huh, uh-huh, yas)
Nobody can compare to me
That's why you're nothin' but air to me (Ooh)
Yah, couldn't care less what you talkin' 'bout (Mhm)
You're walking in, you can walk right out (Yeah, yeah, wooh)
I got the biggie-biggie bounce on my track in the bass line (Straight up)
My-my rhymes killin', yeah, should be doin' jail time (Oh)
O-O-Overseas, on the phone, it's a date line
Shut the city down, you know it's game time (Ok, ok)
Do it for fun, I got no stress (Uh, wooh)
Baby, you're fit's screamin' homeless (Skrr, ew)
No-not even a year (Uh), then I'm a grown mess
Comin' through with the make-up and a whole dress (Yeah)
If you're wonderin' what to think of this (Huh)
(Here's the deal)
You might call me a fa-got
But deep down inside, you know I'm hot (So hot)
Yeah, got the whole club d-d-dancin'
Doin' party pills, they know what's up (Uh-huh, uh-huh, yas)
You might call me a fa-got
But deep down inside, you know I'm hot (So hot)
Yeah, got the whole club d-d-dancin'
Doin' party pills, they know what's up (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Check it
Comin' through
(Shh)
Uh
I'm used to bein' number one
The competition been long outdone
They don't like the way I live my life
But I can't help bein' a bitch sometimes
So concerned with how I dress
Everyday, it's something fresh
Girl clothes (But you're a man)
(Ugh, oh my God, OK, let me explain)
You might call me a fa-got
But deep down inside, you know I'm hot (So hot)
Yeah, got the whole club d-d-dancin'
Doin' party pills, they know what's up (Uh-huh, uh-huh, yas)
Nobody can compare to me
That's why you're nothin' but air to me (Ooh)
Yah, couldn't care less what you talkin' 'bout (Mhm)
You're walking in, you can walk right out (Yeah, yeah, wooh)
I got the biggie-biggie bounce on my track in the bass line (Straight up)
My-my rhymes killin', yeah, should be doin' jail time (Oh)
O-O-Overseas, on the phone, it's a date line
Shut the city down, you know it's game time (Ok, ok)
Do it for fun, I got no stress (Uh, wooh)
Baby, you're fit's screamin' homeless (Skrr, ew)
No-not even a year (Uh), then I'm a grown mess
Comin' through with the make-up and a whole dress (Yeah)
If you're wonderin' what to think of this (Huh)
(Here's the deal)
You might call me a fa-got
But deep down inside, you know I'm hot (So hot)
Yeah, got the whole club d-d-dancin'
Doin' party pills, they know what's up (Uh-huh, uh-huh, yas)
You might call me a fa-got
But deep down inside, you know I'm hot (So hot)
Yeah, got the whole club d-d-dancin'
Doin' party pills, they know what's up (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Check it
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