Hot Nigga (Remix)

[Intro: Fabolous] Niggas got me on my Brooklyn shit, aye, what I told 'em? I said Being hot get you the MVP, staying hot get you the hall of fame It's Loso, Brooklyn forever, Shmurda, what up, son? Brooklyn, what up, son? Huh? [Verse 1: Fabolous] Yo, I hit my shmoney dance when I caught the lick I hit my shmoney dance when I caught ya chick I Bobby Shmurdered that when she came 'round Threw the hat up in the air, it never came down And I just caught that body like a week ago Real quick, click clack, get to freaking, ho She want some hot nigga chilling out in Mykonos Or thot niggas all summer, every weekend, ho I ain't no killer but don't push me, yo I had 'em killers in yo bushes, yo Them trick niggas splurge on the pussy, yo You give me one day, I'll Purge on that pussy, yo You ain't seen these kicks since like the fifth grade Back when Bo Jackson and Ken Griffey played On my 90s flow, nigga, Young OG shit On my GSC, Meet the Family shit [Verse 2: Jadakiss] Can't hold you forever, you gon' get a date Tell 'em free my nigga Critter Mate Hold ya head to all my niggas in the state D-Block, GS9, nigga, get it straight Got the semi and fully on me Gloves, mask and a hoodie on me Case we need to steal a V, I got the pully on me I know you shocked, right? They got me on bully, homie It's fake love cause they really hating For my downfall, they really waiting Hundred yardies, a hundred Haitians I'm a hot nigga by affiliation [Verse 3: Chris Brown] Look, fresh up out the county, I done did a lil bid Let the popos run up on me, I won't tell them coppers shit All this money in my pocket, you might think I sold a brick I got four hoes and some Hen, some low pros on my Benz And if I catch that nigga slipping, I'mma shut him down Let my homies separate his body, call that Seven Pounds, better cool out I'm nice with the hands, you keep talking that shit, I'll knock you out A nigga be picking you up off of the ground for thinking you 2Pac And shawty give me neck 'til I pass out And she just getting checks cause her ass out Making money, gotta be the fast route Bitch, if you ain't fucking, better get yo ass out [Verse 4: Rowdy Rebel] Pow, pow, that chopper make him Diddy Bop Free Slice Billy, let my billy rock And free A-billi, let A-billi out When Flex drop a bomb on us, watch the city rock Made Diddy shmoney dance right on Biggie block Make him bring a hundred bands and the city out When Fresh pull up in that brand new yop Watch me slide off with ya thot cause I'm worth about a milli now Niggas think cause we dancing 'round, niggas won't get shot That's Bobby Shmurda, not Bobby Brown, known to pop up on the block These pussy niggas better calm it down, get the same drop from that thot And these fuck niggas don't come around cause they know they gon' get shot [Verse 5: Busta Rhymes] Fuck around and get ya shit popped Like hanging out too long on 91st and Winthrop See, you the type to probably get got See, this where all the fuckery nigga shit stop Shawty climb this money mountain to the tip-top (get it) Throw a hundred fifty on my wrist (watch) Stayed with the heat, they call me Chris Bosh Angry cause niggas see me leaving the bitch block Shout my nigga Web, shout my nigga Luger Free my nigga Smiles, free my nigga Scooter I suggest you probably pray to Buddha Conglomerate and GS9 niggas full of shooters [Verse 6: Yo Gotti] Let's talk about a hot nigga My dogs'll sit and watch, nigga Fuck the judge, we never cop, nigga Who the first to bring that Lambo on the block, nigga? Popping Aces in the studio with Bobby 'nem Before all the labels started calling him Cause bitch, I understand him cause I'm one of them So know you hating on me if you hating on them Memphis shooters, that's who we are Made a million out a glass jar Cocaine, I got dope bars My nigga Snootie just caught a gun charge Fuck a law, we gon' ride strapped, bitch We be bout that beef, fuck that rap shit And free my nigga Meek, I'm on my Philly shit And my New York bitch from Dyckman, she Dominican [Verse 7: Bobby Shmurda] Grimy savage, that's who we are Grimy shooters dressed in G-Star GS9, I go so hard But GS for my Gun Squad And bitch, if it's a problem, we gon' gun brawl Shots popping out the AR I'm with Trigger, I'm with Rasha, I'm with A-Raw Broad daylight and we gon' let them thangs bark Tell them niggas free Meeshie, ho Some way, free Breezy, ho And tell my niggas Shmurda teaming, ho Mitch caught a body about a week ago Fuck wit' us and then we tweaking, ho Run up on that nigga, get to squeezing, ho Everybody catching bullet holes Niggas got me on my bully, yo I'mma run up, put that gun on him I'mma run up, go dumb on him Niggas got me on that young shit Got me on that go dumb shit [Outro: Bobby Shmurda] Got me on that go dumb shit, man Trap mode in this motherfucker, hotter than a bitch Ayo, pour up, I need some more drank