Song Lyrics

Who hotter than me,
Who hotter than me,
Who hotter than me nigga,

Who hotter than me,
Who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me
Who hotter than me,

[Chorus]
Gotta a question for the streets who hotter than me
Who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than who hotter than me
Nigga who hotter than me (Ha, ha)

How you feel hater's ya hatin' didn't work
Thanks to y'all I'm the hottest thing on Earth
Got the bitches and the goons but I'm the first
Rose a couple mil and still in the verve
Catch me flushin' through the city shawty no shirt
I don't fall gonna come on the first
Blew life in the streets had 'em rebirth
See me on fire hater I know it gotta hurt
I'm so hood classic verse
Wanna talk business what's in the purse
Am I gon' die won't get murked
Who hotter than me nobody sir

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

Bet 'cha can't name a hoe who don't want me
Like ya can't name a city I ain't hot in
Make you rich but by thirty grand
On fire dog where my fans
Tell you what to call me promoter best friend
Put yo money on me if you want win
Lot of rappers sittin' home on the weekend
Got a waitin' list shawty put y'all off in
Can't move me dog from one hundred thirty grand
Try to give me twenty nine if ya think I'm playin'
Who runnin' the streets where all the moats end
Streets done spoke shawty I'm the man

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

Somebody put me out I'm on fire
Please tell them feds I'm retired
Know a lot of rappers for hire
Streets don't f*ck with you, you a liar
Plies real you preaching to the choir
Yo bud's in the streets expired
Count a hundred grand I'm kinda tired
Keep your hoe from round me 'fore I buy her
Goons love me I'm they supplier
Street-cred don't get no higher
Got the forty homie cause its lighter
Sincerely yours Mr. Pliers

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

Nigga who hotter than me
Nigga who hotter than me

Algernod Washington, Tracey Sewell