Hott Boys

Intro

B-B-B-Bigger, better, faster man

Chorus

I'm (bigger, better) I'm (faster man)

(Bigger, better) got the (money in my hand)

I'm (faster man) I'm (bigger, better)

(Bigger, better) got the (money in my hand)

(Faster man) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot Boys, Hot Boys) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot Boys, Hot Boys) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot, Hot Boys, Hot, Hot Boys)

Verse 1

Well I, I'm the master

I'm the fastest, Cash Money's the baddest

If you want it, we'll blast ya

Take a sip then I pass ya

Got ice all in my mouth

You can't know what I'm talkin' 'bout

I'm the king of the South

All my haters should shut they mouth

Verse 2

All my money comes in stacks

All my enemies get clapped

Make a dollar out of a dime

Respect the game 'cause this my rhyme

It's Juicy J, I'm down with Dre

A new million every day

B.G. keepin' it fresh

Juicy keepin' 'em stressed

Chorus

(Bigger, better, faster man)

(Bigger, better) got the (money in my hand)

I'm (faster man) I'm (bigger, better)

(Bigger, better) got the (money in my hand)

(Faster man) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot Boys, Hot Boys) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot Boys, Hot Boys) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot, Hot Boys, Hot, Hot Boys)

Verse 3

I'ma be that lyrical menace

You can't believe the things I witness

I got more money than scrimmage

It's like a game, but that ain't business

I walk in with my pistol

We'll make a man disappear like a whistle

I'm the top of my field

I make deals for a million

Verse 4

But you can't steal from a G

'Cause all my killers are with me

Lil' Wayne gettin' this dough

But still, I can't let my enemies know

But you can see, I'm livin' large

In the club, I be throwing them cards

And they love when I bust at the bar

'Cause I'm young and I shine like a star

Chorus

(Bigger, better, faster man)

(Bigger, better) got the (money in my hand)

I'm (faster man) I'm (bigger, better)

(Bigger, better) got the (money in my hand)

(Faster man) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot Boys, Hot Boys) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot Boys, Hot Boys) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot, Hot Boys, Hot, Hot Boys)

Verse 5

Well, I'm B.G., I'm the gangster

Got the money, I'm the hustler

I'm the one, you can't trust sir

Got my heater, I'ma bust ya

If you trip, you get busted

Keep a pistol, we don't trust ya

Cash Money, man, we run it

What's your beef? We gon' stunt it

Verse 6

When it comes to a gun, man

We'll put a hole through your front, son

We got the whole thing on lock

From New Orleans to New York

We got that Cash Money power

We make a million every hour

We don't sleep and we don't dream

We make a dollar off a dime

Chorus

(Bigger, better, faster man)

(Bigger, better) got the (money in my hand)

I'm (faster man) I'm (bigger, better)

(Bigger, better) got the (money in my hand)

(Faster man) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot Boys, Hot Boys) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot Boys, Hot Boys) we're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot, Hot Boys, Hot, Hot Boys)

Outro

We're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot Boys, Hot Boys)

We're the (Hot Boys)

(Hot Boys, Hot Boys)

(Hot Boys)