Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hottest in Tha City , by - Meek Mill. Release date: 01.07.2012
Song language: English
Hottest in Tha City |
| Hottest In The City |
| Ain’t no body gonna top |
| Meek Milly I’m flammin |
| Hotter den da whip I came in, harder den da pavement |
| Droppin on dese niggas back to back I’m rainmaker |
| 'Cause you the top noodle like Raymond |
| Boss Ricky Ross, stand tall City Hall |
| I’m the hottest in the city got dem rida niggas with me |
| When they let me out the cell I was bobbin like I’m Diddy |
| Den Omelly came to scoop with da choppa in his fizzy |
| Like what it is, what’s really good |
| I be anywhere, any block, any hood |
| All my niggas ride hard like a inny should |
| I be beastin these rap niggas like a skinny should |
| In yo area puffy on scovo, I jus wanna make a little change OBAMA |
| Me and Osama co-45ers get the bustin I ain’t talkin yo mama |
| It’s Philly Mill, is he really real? |
| Hold up, let me tell dese niggas how I really feel |
| Bitch nigga come home for a stripe, start dissin niggas on a tape |
| Shout out to G-Raw, shout out to nigga Vok, shout out to black Neil real niggas |
| on top |
| I’m on my different sht, can’t stop won’t stop |
| Send Omelly out with 30 and he ain’t gon stop |
| He gonna do you niggas dirty like a floor mop |
| Hit you on the first row of bull shots, more shots |
| Heard about your little diss, you ain’t drop |
| The mix tapes real niggas who ain’t cop it |
| My bag oh ain’t I, I’m in my bag oh ain’t I |
| 40 on my hip, one up in the chamber |
| 30 in the clit, walk up like a stranger |
| You with all of dat, dey be like dats a flamer |
| I spit flame, Luke Kane yea I finished him |
| I give it to em niggas raw like Dominicans |
| Hater, I got plenty dem but like Arsenial, I semmie dem really tho |
| Will is blue, fuck a nigga ass like Omelio, Niggas say I’m sick but I’m illy tho |
| I be on some shit behind prints till something hit me with a pretty hoe |
| Be on the southside but in North Philly tho, really tho |
| Bird by the pound, but crack by the o-z, I’m so fly all your hoes know me |
| Me, Oski, Haddy dropped the matix tough, hittin bitches like the batter up, |
| you mad at dem |
| We gettin paper, hater how you made it? |
| forty-orty, jump all on it we gettin |
| major |
| Young player, more like Kobe play for the Lakers, with cavali Pardas in |
| multi-color flavors |