It's getting hot up in here.
Baby, you need to take off
It's getting hot up in here.
I used to do dumb shit, so
Back in the days of finger
ID to the police, always on the run
In and out of jail like a fuckin' alcoholic
I was doin' my thug thing,
or whatever wanna call it
Niggas can't spoil it, I'm hittin' my
I'm strapped with a fat gat
Security don't search me cause I'm
S -T -R -A -P -E everywhere
Baby boo got the soup cooler
So do pornographic maneuvers
Dame got degrees to prove it
And straight slide me down in public
Chassis blew me in the movies
Barats will give atomic bomb headers
And if I fuck with your breeze,
So peace to the hoes down with fellatio
Middle finger for the weak
But this freak I'm working with,
she treat my cum like it's gold
And every time I explode,
the chick slurping the load
Don't quit, knew you was a soft jaw
Head of the century, I mean,
She's like a jizzing magician
Don't quit. I was considering
Boston, but instead we going to