Damn Hot! (feat. Blaktrash) - Vanilla Ace

Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash I'm tatted up, bearded down They say I look like a lumberjack My skill level is a two if you reduce a number back I am out of green so I'ma go and get another sack I possess a set of skills it seems a lot of others lack I come from a part where the park ain't Pretty and the ground don't grow no roses My park got prostitutes and drug use and a lot of people overdosin' Don't leave your car unlocked 'cause Your car might end up gettin' stolen Nine times outta ten when we get Pulled over everybody in the truck is holdin' America baby, every kid here is a Bubba or Shady Growin' up poor in the park is what made me And Momma she tries she's a hell of a lady And you better not talk to her The wrong way or I'ma end up stompin' yer Whole face I can bury a whole bod for her In this case I'ma make it to the top for her Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash Seems like ya boy Mike Bama's startin' to piss some people off lately (Mmm) Same dudes I used to kick it with, now tell they're friends they hate me (What?) They're spreadin' lies, tellin' all their fans Mike Bama's shady (Okay) But that's okay, if you think I'm stayin' quiet, you must be crazy! Still murder on the track, so I'm still yo main selection (Yeah) "Still dreamin'" hit the stores, and dropped in everyone's collection (You know) Still out here on the grind, so I'm making these connections FJ Outlaw and Mike Bama, that's a musical erection Got a little bit of buzz, so I'm feeling cocky Step in the ring, like call me Rocky (Yeah) I'm gonna be the champ, you could never stop me Flow so cold, like I'm playin' hockey (Skrrt) Little MGK, little bit of Kid Rock, little Kevin Gates, little bit of 2Pac Mix it together and what do you got? A bad little cracker that's bound to be hot! (Boom!) Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash (Hey) Growin' up I was different than you Cuz I was raised in the days I didn't have no father He dipped and seed and sit smoke weed and drink orange juice and vodka The people in my park are all engulfed in homicide and drama One person tried to raise me right It wasn't anybody but my fuckin momma I come from a part where the park ain't Pretty and the ground don't grow no roses My park got prostitutes and drug use and a lot of people overdosin' Don't leave your car unlocked 'cause Your car might end up gettin' stolen Nine times outta ten when we get Pulled over everybody in the truck is holdin' I'm so ignorant get drunk act stupid And belligerent I go to jail and the consider me as indigent The flows sic you can say it's magnificent Ehh Ayy, more guns than the Taliban, It's FJ Outlaw and the Bama man They ask me can I work the beat, I tell them yes I can The flows sick, next feature cost a 100 grand Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash

When I hit you up I'm talking about bangin' something Chill off in your crib and have a thing Probably make it stank or something Girl, you like my bottom bitch Post my bail, pay for my lawyer Play your position when them other hoes get out of order When you wanna give me that-? You purchase a plane ticket Run around town, when I bust her down They want shit like them lames did it Got her dick whipped, my dick smeared with lipstick Basically if this bitch lay with me She payin' me, I'm on some pimp shit, for real It's 2 a.m., club was 'bout to close up Thumbing through my contacts 'Bout to call one of my hoes up Then I met you, kicked game And followed you to the breakfast spot Fucked you like I married you that night up in the Marriott Scream like you got your cherry popped Fucking, switching up positions Thought this shit would never stop Motherfuck the intermission, damn Here we go again When I hit you up I'm talking about bangin' something Chill off in your crib and have a thing Probably make it stank or something Girl, you like my bottom bitch Post my bail, pay for my lawyer Play your position when them other hoes get out of order When you wanna give me that-? You purchase a plane ticket Run around town, when I bust her down They want shit like them lames did it Got her dick whipped, my dick smeared with lipstick Basically if this bitch lay with me She playin' me, I'm on some pimp shit, for real It's 2 a.m., club was 'bout to close up Thumbing through my contacts 'Bout to call one of my hoes up Then I met you, kicked game And followed you to the breakfast spot Fucked you like I married you that night up in the Marriott Scream like you got your cherry popped Fucking, switching up positions Thought this shit would never stop Motherfuck the intermission, damn Damn, damn, damn... Smoke 'em Here we go again Yeah, here goes Damn, damn, damn...