Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hot Nigga , by - Lil Wayne. Release date: 03.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hot Nigga |
| I’m sorry for the wait, nigga |
| I’m tighter than these pussy hoes, I’m chafe, nigga |
| Pockets full of crumbs, I’m a breadwinner |
| (Jahlil Beats, holla at me) |
| Uh, I’m sorry for the wait, nigga (sorry!) |
| I’m aiming at your Beats by Dr. Dre, nigga (bop!) |
| I put up some ornaments today nigga (why?) |
| Cause 'round here, every day a holiday, nigga |
| This that Sorry 4 the Wait 2 (Sorry 4 the Wait 2!) |
| That AK shoot like K Du (bop!) |
| Had to tell myself, «Tune, just stay tuned» (ay) |
| Swear I got the hardest floor, my shit break brooms (ooh!) |
| Uh, I been hot since 1998, nigga (ay) |
| That’s 98 degrees, Nick Lachey, nigga (ay!) |
| Hope you know the Feds got Instagram |
| They liking every photo that you take, nigga! |
| I was totin' a gun before a switchblade (yeah) |
| Cut your head off and put it on display (bitch) |
| Boy, we find out where you live and then we invade (bitch) |
| Boy, we do not kill no kids, but your bitch dead (bitch!) |
| Ooh, shawty like the way that you floss out (ay) |
| Till I shoot you in the head, now she grossed out (ugh!) |
| I’m the boss, you just heard it from the horse mouth |
| I told a nigga count on me and niggas lost count |
| This world is only preparation for the next (alright) |
| Money bags under my eyes, money over rest |
| Tryna get a hundred M’s out the alphabets (uh) |
| Open up my mouth to smile, ooh, treasure chest (ooh!) |
| Ooh, DJ Stevie J keep the Glock on him (Steve J!) |
| I just bought a new .44 and I’m a proud owner (bop, bop, bop!) |
| Belfast and Monroe, that was our corner (that's true!) |
| Fuckin' fast in your ho, ooh, cowabunga |
| Sip some lean, pop a Xan bar (Xan bar) |
| My bougie bitch pussy taste like caviar (caviar) |
| Once I fuck a bitch, her pussy is a landmark (ay) |
| I don’t know how you like your steak, but I’m in rare form (get 'em!) |
| Fuck them bitchass niggas, fuck whoever care for 'em (get 'em!) |
| Mama jumped out a plane, I was air-borne (see ya) |
| Gold watches, gold chains; |
| watch for Leprechauns (what?) |
| Favorite subject was PE, Pablo Escobar |
| Kill him when he least expect it, at a restaurant (blaow!) |
| Throw him with the rest of 'em, in a reservoir (run it) |
| I’m the renaissance man, peep my repertoire |
| Excuse my French, but it’s menage a trois, au revoir! |
| (ayy!) |
| Woo, my Nina Ross got a bad mouth (yeah) |
| Yea, I’m consuming grass like a cash cow (yeah) |
| Give a fuck 'bout a police with his badge out (fuck 'em!) |
| If you ain’t got a warrant, get up out my damn house! |
| This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2 (2!) |
| This a all white affair, I brought the yay through (come on) |
| She said, «Tunechi, skate through, and I’ma skate you» |
| I’m aimin' at your grapefruit, bop, grape juice! |
| (ah!) |
| Woo, tell them bitches free dick and blow |
| Give me head, can’t kiss no more (nope!) |
| I got: free jewelry, car keys, and more |
| And I just started robbin' like a week ago! |
| Hundred diamonds on my bitch, I don’t bling no more (no!) |
| Two hundred thousand for a show, you gotta speak to Po (Po!) |
| Yeah, got me on my Young Money shit (Young Money shit) |
| No Cash Money, just Young Money shit (woo!) |
| Woo, got me on my Young Money shit, yeah |
| Yeah, hahaha |
| My nigga Chaz Ortiz in this bitch with me |
| Mula! |