Hot Mess

Baby (What up ma) It young 60 minutes A.k.a 1 hour (It's me) A.k.a s.k a.k. gunpowder (with the handguns) 50 bullets a.k.a one shower (one shower) I walk in nike town (nike town) I tell em wipe me down (wipe me down) But the fumbled gun (gun) Yes it's summer hun Somebody call chuck and flav (Why) I'm P.E. number 1 (number 1) Did the s 1 w, proffesor Griff Let it slide, nope I'm at home (never) plate with the catcher's mitt There go Cam braggin (braggin) Nana mad (Why) cause my pants saggin All she said is Uhm you'se a hot mess uhm I tell her eyeball Baby look at my walls (plaques) Shop on the ground I get it out the skymall (G-fizzle) It's young cnn, nbc, cbs, (what else) Tnt, hbo, showtime, cbs (paparazzi) See the borought G5 Yes sir G.P.S. (that's why I land) One diamond, 100 carats yes sir v.v.s When I got dressed Rather when I got fresh Pants sag, gun on nana said You'se a hot mess You'se a hot mess (I'm a hot mess) Uhm, you'se a hot mess (you actin like I'm the only one with 50 thousand in they socks) Uhm, you'se a hot mess boy You'se a hot mess I'm the only to do that Ya'll are my clones Fresh whips Fly homes (I insist nigga) Careful where you drive home You walked into a cyclone Over them dry stones Fiends slept in front of my crib for 2 days straight Like I had the iPhone (like I work for apple) Pies on, I will bet some pies on 2,4 and 6 train Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com The only thing theyll ride on (the only thing nigga) Ask them why play with my pay I pitch china in boston Like DiseKay, that white yay And all this carot cake is enough to irritate But I'm so fly high f**k around and where a cape (fly off) And pardon if you in the garden Just beware of bait (bait) They starvin, niggas eating Nope they want to share they steak (not at all) You'll find them out of state Near a lake, some billy bait (on side of a road) Gettin ate by apes, deers Business snakes (so) So I tuck the llama Be enough with drama I see a nice slut Big butt went to touch her honour (yell bitch) I let her touch the ghanja (smoke this) I could be your sponsor I got one mother right But I can have another mama (damn) Did I pop yes, hit it hard I got dressed And all the bitch said killa You'se a hot mess When I got dressed Rather when I got fresh Pants sag, gun on nana said You'se a hot mess You'se a hot mess (I ain't know that was your baby mama though) Uhm, you'se a hot mess Uhm, you'se a hot mess boy(you love her, I'm just f**kin her) You'se a hot mess (that's his business) You'se a hot mess You'se a hot mess You'se a hot mess boy You'se a hot mess You'se a hot mess Uhm you'se a hot mess uhm You'se a hot mess boy You'se a hot mess uhm