hot boys – fired up (we on fire) lyrics
(mannie fresh)
hot, hot, hot, hot, hot!
(juvenile):
wodie, what kinda n-gg- that be full of that ‘dro
what kinda n-gg- freak shop like a eskimo
(b.g.):
juve, what kinda n-gg- wanna be like me
a n-gg- that wanna go get that new lexus jeep, lil’ wayne
(lil’ wayne):
uh oh, what kinda n-gg- got 10 around his neck, what
20 on his wrist, what, money by the tech, huh
(turk):
my n-gg-, what kinda n-gg- that’ll kick in the do’
bust your head, duck tape your hoe, and make her lay on the flo’
(juvenile):
wodie, what kinda n-gg- play the cards how they dealt
what kinda n-gg- got something that he could show for hisself
(b.g.):
juve, what kinda n-gg- wanna be like me
the ones that tape don’t sell but want a check like me
(lil’ wayne):
say dog, what kinda n-gg- be on top of the world
million dollar status got me on top of ya girl
(turk):
lil daddy, what kinda n-gg- be bout nuthin but war
pop out the car with ak and smoke a n-gg- like gar
chorus: (hotboy$)
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
(juvenile):
what kinda n-gg- know what doing bad is
what kinda n-gg- know what a stolen jag is
(b.g.):
check it, what kinda n-gg- that be packing that iron
a n-gg- like the hotboys that just don’t mind dyin
(lil’ wayne):
man look, what kinda n-gg- just dressed in all black
fitted hats, long plats, 4 slugs out the tex
(turk):
what kinda n-gg- ride 20 inch chrome turning off his phone
cause hoes don’t wanna leave him alone
(juvenile):
what kinda n-gg- know police is coming
what kinda n-gg- quarter keys be runnin
(b.g.):
check it, what kinda n-gg- got two lex (rolex) on his wrist
what kinda n-gg- that’ll freak out and beat his b-tch
(lil’ wayne):
juve, what kinda n-gg- just don’t give a you know
hit the set and shot 4 one more see ’em go
(turk):
what kinda a n-gg- wear reebok tennis shoes
takin off his shirts just to show his tattoes
chorus: (hotboy$)
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
(juvenile):
what kinda n-gg- know who killed his partner
what kinda n-gg- be playin it real with choppers
(b.g.):
juve, what kinda n-gg- that be ready to buck
with ak -ssault rifles not givin a f-ck
(lil’ wayne):
what kinda n-gg- ride all day on twenty’s
spend cash to the last penny sippin crystille and henny
(turk):
what kinda n-gg- got golds in his mouth (mouth)
what kinda n-gg- got hoes that like to pout (pout)
(juvenile):
turkie, what kinda n-gg- make a hoe slow down
what kinda n-gg- that be ready cause it’s gone go down
(b.g.):
juve, what kinda n-gg- got change in the bank
10 round his neck 5 on his panky rang
(lil’ wayne):
look, what kinda n-gg- take a broad in the benz to eat
later on if he don’t hit she going home on feet
(turk):
lil wayne, what kinda n-gg- got 3 or 4 hoes
what kinda n-gg- got his hoes in control
chorus: (hotboy$)
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
(juvenile):
what kinda n-gg- got beaucoup slugs in his mouth
what kinda n-gg- got beaucoup drugs in his house
(b.g.):
juve, what kinda n-gg- smoke jo’s and weed
everyday of the week, wear t’s (t-shirts) bauds (girbauds) and ree’s
(reeboks)
(lil’ wayne):
wodie, what kinda n-gg- just bust you in yo nose
be ridin with his boys, what boys, hot boy$
(turk):
my n-gg-, what kinda n-gg- that’ll ride first round
hit the spot with 50 shots leave brains on the ground
(juvenile):
what kinda n-gg- be f-cking with cmr (cash money records)
what kinda n-gg- got a fight until tommorrow
(b.g.):
what kinda n-gg- that be flossed for nuttin
them cash money boys cause we working with something
(lil’ wayne):
look, what kinda n-gg- get nasty at night, what the blup,
why you want fight me, i didn’t know that was your wife
(turk):
what kinda n-gg- know a b-tch ain’t sh-t
take and make his third string hoe suck his d-ck
chorus: (hotboy$)
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n-gg-z is the
juvenile & turk (we on fire)
lil’ wayne & b.g. (we on fire)
them n-gg-z is the (hot, hot,) we on fire
them n-gg-z is the (hot, hot,) we on fire
them n-gg-z is the (hot, hot,) we on fire
them n-gg-z is the (hot, hot,) we on fire!
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