Foxy Brown - Hot Spot Lyrics
Uh-huh uh, uhhGuess whos back! uhhYeah, uhh, uhhVerse one:Aiyyo! rhyme or crime, lets get it onMcs wanna eat me but its ramadanPeep whats on the arm, when its ice its iceWhen Im right, Im right, when youre wrong, youre wrongIm the bomb, records is platinum, skin is bronzeFlows all night like vintage domBeen this nice since umm, the first prince bombBefore the artist was known as wit my grown assHaters said it wont last, know how many birds I flown pastCelly on roam, full belly, first classAnd I dont play, I watch them pocketsKnow yall niggaz go broke after you cop them watchesSee you in the club, no bub nigga pop itThen you wanna *****, give it up nigga, not thisMy coat is ostrich, flow is the hottestYou aint got dough, you cant go with the fox *****Chorus: foxy brownYou can catch me at the hot spot cause I fox, I plotsAt the bar yall, all night, I popsIs it alright, sho you right, you cant stop itThis is our world, me and my girlsYou can catch me at the hot spot, I fox, I plotsAt the bar yall, all night, I popsIs it alright, sho you right, you cant stop itThis is our world, me and my girlsVerse two:Yo! cats bustin out the six, cash flushin out the niggazPlatinum heart in half hangin tween the two tit-tiesScheme on your team, lookin over graph picturesPick the finest, then I put it on the minorsLove, after the club, meet me at the dinerSo you can bring your boys, we got ten cars behind usOrder a steak, a glass of oj to break-fastHop in the car and head straight up eighth ave.The night is young, Im likin sonEither he dont have one, or his wife is dumbHis whole hand numb, nigga iced his thumbPull up my tights some, enticin himYou can handle the work, Ill play wit itTil he curve and swerve nigga, stay wit it*****es in the club they, hated itCause I put my mack down then i, skated itChorusVerse three:You can catch me at the expo, jacob javKnocking jigga out the navigator, layin back, I stay in thatMe fallin off? imagine that, its not the caseIm _sittin on top of the world_ like brandy and maseYou wanna, buy me a drink, nigga hand me a caseBig ballin *****, I want all of this shitSix amgs with the spoiler kitChromes from the fac, phones front and backCoco, flow, niggaz is wantin thatOut they vehicles, niggaz is bumpin thatI heard you wanna stop fox, tell me how soI got that new york, to the dirty south flowWhole album hot, even the outroThis time around Im tryin to do about foThis is for my niggaz and *****es who count doughAnd yall in the club I make em bounceChorusHot spot (pause), bar yall (pause)Alright (pause), our world (pause)Hot spot (pause), bar yall (pause)Alright (pause), our world (pause)
