[verse one]
We comin back to the scene with, no love
Players to pimps and, mo thugs
Chi-town people we, stay plugged
Awwww yeahhh, thats us
(? ? ? ) fresh and baby love us
The typical niggaz that, run through
But dont let the typical niggaz, run you
Runnin your thang baby, thats through
And how much money could, serve you
For the lucci baby that, burn you?
When the streets is cold, this shit get hot
Certain motherfuckers wanna sit and plot
Do it guns to pull oo-wops, as it does to glocks
Roam the street, like a rottweiler
Remember joe pe-sci, Im a goodfella
Goin all out, what my daddy tell us
The nigga got ahead, make em all jealous
Fact(? ? ) you wait, and niggaz quality
Characteristic pimpology
And I been around the world on a oddysey
So obviously, I live with the pledge
It dont bother me, it dont bother me
So obviously, and obviously
I live with the pledge it dont bother me, cmon
Chorus: {female singers}
Can you make it hot like this?
Can you make me scream ya-ya, cause youre, pa-pa
Can you make it hot like this?
Can you make it hot like this?
Can you make it hot like this?
Can you make me scream ya-ya, cause youre, pa-pa
Can you make it hot like this? ..
[verse two]
Check it out yall
One-two, one-two, who you?
Aint no jackin us, thats true
Got spect taken away, you get loot
Four bad hoes, waitin to get scooped
Catch em and check em, put em down but I wet em
Put your fingers in the air and say, "ya-ya"
All my ladies say, "ya-ya!"
Poppa to me baby like, "pa-pa"
Drop-top bentley, benz and coupes
(? ? ? ) skins and lucci suits
Can I make it hot like this? (ahh)
Can I make it hot like that? (ohh)
See ima p
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