Testo Hot, Hot, Hot - LL Cool J

Testo della canzone Hot, Hot, Hot (LL Cool J), tratta dall'album Phenomenon

I was swerving through Queens, fully-groomed Benz
Searching for the butters through my Cartier lens
System, banging out nothing but the blends
On the digital star tech, rapping to my mens
Then I spotted the most exotic, jiggy-ness
Half Rachel, half Holly, my twizzy is
In slow mo' crept up nice and slow
Breathing on my ice so it shine real nice
Creased my sky piece, laid back in my seat
Right near Baisley projects on the back street
Her name was Keisha, full of street knowledge
Pumped a little trees but she planned to go to college
Staring at my ice, smelling my cologne
She lived on south side, supreme team zone
Honey got flavor and it just don't stop
Do she want me for me, or me for my rocks?
Your car makes me hot hot hot
Your jewels make me hot hot hot
I like your rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'mma take you for all you got
Baby girl just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh
She slid up in my whip like the queen of New York
We jetted to City Island to eat shrimp and talk
Tossed up my keys to this valet cat
I glanced at the fatty, I'mma see about that
We blazed in the spizzot like Bonnie and Clyde
Shooby-dooby hizzot, I'm feeling the vibe
Copped a booth for some video type shit
Knowing all along how hot these kind of nights get
Uh, I got her right where I want her
Reality 'bout to creep up on her
Stroke her softly, gently with my G
While the light reflects off my I-C-E
Waiter, ice the Cristal, let it simmer
Lights too bright, here's a grand, make it dimmer
I kept fronting and I just couldn't stop
I don't mind spending paper when it's looking that hot
Your car makes me hot hot hot
Your jewels make me hot hot hot
I like your rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'mma take you for all you got
Baby girl just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh
We burst out of Sammy Duke, headed to my rest
She pulled down the straps to her dress
Reached in the Prada, sparked up cess
Banging some Wu-Tang, feeling the Skap Nef
She said, "Yo, would you ever sell your soul for chips
And give up God to push whips?"
Never, miss, I'm spiritual down to my bone
Why you take the convo in that zone?
She said, "I would do anything for C-notes
Give deep throats to cop mink coats
Take off my D.G.'s, drop to my knees"
Talking in my face, breath smelling like cheese
I asked her, "Shorty, you degrade yourself
Just to throw a little bit of ice on your shelf?
You're turning me off, I can't lie"
Keisha said "Why?"
I said, "Yo, how can a man respect that?
Knowing if he paid then he could wreck that
Ice is the price for an overnight wife
A true shot caller don't want that in his life"
To all you ladies that are selling your souls
You need to put the hooker vibes on hold
As for Keisha, she working on the stroll
Dead-ass broke but her pimp got mad gold
Your car makes me hot hot hot
Your jewels make me hot hot hot
I like your rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'mma take you for all you got
Baby girl just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh
Your car makes me hot hot hot
Your jewels make me hot hot hot
I like your rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'mma take you for all you got
Baby girl just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh
Your car makes me hot hot hot
Your jewels make me hot hot hot
I like your rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'mma take you for all you got
Baby girl just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh
Your car makes me hot hot hot
Your jewels make me hot hot hot
I like your rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'mma take you for all you got
Baby girl just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh



Credits
Writer(s): James Todd Smith, Tina Weymouth, Christopher Frantz, Sean J. Combs, Ronald A. Lawrence, Steven J.c. Stanley
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