Hot Boy

Daddy, what did you get me today?

What's in the bag?

It better be some ice

Hahaha

For real, quit playing with me (Icy)

Nigga, I want all that shit

Give it to me

Hot boy

Throwing signs out the top, got the drop on the block, boy

Too soon, don't shoot when I'm riding on top, boy

I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy

Let's make the block hot, boy

Hot boy, hot boy, he be on the block

Keep the buzzer on him 'cause the game don't stop

Hot boy, hot boy, tell me what you want

I love them, I love them hot boys

I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy

Let's make the block hot, boy

Bad bitch from the Bay with a ratchet side

He pull up with that stick, let that ratchet ride

My side baby in some Prada, know he gotta take me out

But he don't even drop me off when it's trapping time

Move the rock like Beyoncé

On the Kardash' like he Kanye

Welcome to the good life

If he playing with me, 808 and heartbreak

Treat me right, he gon' get that good-good all night

Money on his head, I could raise that price

When you riding with Saweetie, they gon' want your wife

Keep the rake just in case somebody wan' bite

He wish a nigga would, but a bitch just might

I'm icy with the curve, icy with the curve (ice)

We gon' keep it low-key like he flip a bird (hella low)

He would leave the game behind if I said a word

But I love the way he look when he with the work

Hot boy

Throwing signs out the top, got the drop on the block, boy

Too soon, don't shoot when I'm riding on top, boy

I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy

Let's make the block hot, boy

Hot boy, hot boy, he be on the block

Keep the buzzer on him 'cause the game don't stop

Hot boy, hot boy, tell me what you want

I love them, I love them hot boys

I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy

Let's make the block hot, boy

My hot boy keep it hot with the ice on (yeah)

Got the buffalo tusk with the mink coat (uh-huh)

He move that white girl to the rich white folk

That the rich white kids put inside they white nose

Rich black girl riding in his white ghost

We throw fifty racks cash at the ice store (hoo)

His jeweler know he only choose it if it's froze

That's why he chose the icy girl with the white toes (ice)

Burner in his glovebox, giving me a rush

Top down through the hood, all eyes on us

Keep his chains on when he beat it up (uh)

And when he do, it's like we fucking with the lights on us

Paparazzi flash, he might let the nine bust

But he wanna make it last, tried not to act up (nope)

Fuck me like he hate me 'cause he know I like it rough

I said, "Make it hot, boy"

"Coming right up"

Hot boy

Throwing signs out the top, got the drop on the block, boy

Too soon, don't shoot when I'm riding on top, boy

I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy

Let's make the block hot, boy

Hot boy, hot boy, he be on the block

Keep the buzzer on him 'cause the game don't stop

Hot boy, hot boy, tell me what you want

I love them, I love them hot boys

I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy

Let's make the block hot, boy

So what are you 'bout to do?

♪

Uh, yeah

I hate the things you do, I hate the things you say

You always call my phone and find a way into my place

We argue all day long, password not to my phone

I wish you would quit, but you went

And figured that I'm with that someone else

I (uh), I can't deny (uh)

Woodgrain the ride (uh)

You're not the one, I jumped the gun

I can't decide (uh)

Sleepless nights (uh)

Start to fight (uh)

Darling, be, just lie to me

I don't mind

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I don't (uh), mind