A Tribe Called Quest - Hot 4 U Lyrics
(q-tip)Yo, yo, yo, yo, yoKnew a girl named shelleySix-pack bellyWhen we made love she made it shake like jellyPut her own video star on my teleLived in the bronx on the block named fortellyHad to be jetty cause this sucker hold nettyKept blowing me up, her jonesing was steadyTold my man louie that I really wasnt readyLouie when we did it, man, we both got sweaty(phife)This girl from my pastHad ridiculous assShe attended umass and she passed every classWalked down the hall with her stuffed up sassTold the basketball players, she liked how they passBut when I use to hit itThe ball cat, she quit itShe wouldnt ad-mit itBut shorty was addicted(say word) word, nigga you heardLike a fiend with a queen when he catches the bird(q-tip)Knowing how we living ima talk about mayo? sagartery and mommy? her love was a koWe was on the under, had to stay on the lay lowUse to go so deep, she had to say aiyyoRock with her friend, but her friend drove both wayAsked her about it and she used to say no wayJust let it go yo, I used to say okJust another day but fight anywayChorus:(q-tip)I put it down man, whatcha gonna do(phife)Well hell, I put it down son, whatcha gonna do(together)We put it down for the area crewAll the shortys that smoking yall whooLooking good it you sipping on your brewCome here ma, we make it hot for youCome here ma, we make it hot for youCome here ma, we make it hot for you(phife)Met a shorty named kenny>from east saint louieBody good and plentyThe finest in missouriIf you had no money, you better hit the highwayEven in her own right, she had to do it her way(q-tip)It was an ill situation when I met dantanyaWorked in saint louis, in her mothers hair parlorUse to hit her man for cake to come see meHer and her man from home, they sold heemeyWe had it hemmed, locked, sold and shitWhen I thugged it yo, she said I was the ultimateBroke her up kid, driving the drill like truck turnerAll of things they did not concern herPeople that we love yo, we love for a passionIma type of cat that brings forth the actionYou feeling me yo?I hope you hearing me yoOne more thing before you start cheering me yoChorus:(q-tip)I put it down phife, what we gonna do(phife)Well hell, I put it down son, whatcha gonna do(together)We put it down for the area crewAll the shortys that smoking yall whooLooking good it you sipping on your brewCome here ma, we make it hot for you (repeat till end)
