Hot Shot

Hook:

I'ma Hot shot, I be keepin u high ridin, flyin high

wit no blunt, trees broke & rolled up in paper, high

that's right, Im the girl from around yo way

so why w-w-why you wanna play me?

I be, top notch, I be keepin u ridin flyin high

wit no stunts, circus goats, or no ropes, still be sky high

no lie, Im the girl from around yo way

so why w-w-why you wanna play me?



Verse 1:

We go...tick for tack, then I letchu hit the cherry sack

then u rizzle my brizzle, then make me snap my hips back

to the left, in the box to the left, is some condoms labeled magnum

for the piper thats pickin the peper

I had enough of this sleepy shit, we should get it crackin

again and again, until Im really on some sore shit

Im like a revolver, I squeez & bust on niggas

make em hotta than lava, not your average daughter,

so call my father if u gotta problem



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Verse 2:

I be havin u up & down like a see-saw

she's raw, just like the sushi up in the sushi bar

and now u wanna go spoil me

like u making up, like u commited adultry

take me home to meet ya momma & ya poppa

thats a little fresh tho, he just might like ya

sure enough, grandpa started to peep me

said I looked like his wifey when she was 20, oh boy



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Verse 3:

Krispy Kreme cops, and all they glazed tops

swallowed all the nuts they just got right from the dough shop

I slide by in my new do, they pulled my range rover

over, roll yo window down & said who you?

His partna asked me, aint you, let me see some I.D.

Yep it is Brandy(Aye yuh),

I think Im likin ur hair do(aye yuh), I see u wearin some new shoes

You got the louis nap sack,

that u been had, in ya lap, my shift is closin around 2

we can go to Malibu & eat up at nobu, vanilla, po po's aint my style dude

you should know Ima



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