Lyrics Hot Boyz - Missy Elliott

Hot Boyz

This is for my ghetto motherfuckers
Uh hey
Are you really a hot boy
Oh check me What’s your name cause I’m impressed
Can you treat me good I won’t settle for less
You a hot boy a rock boy
A fun toy tote a glock boy
Where you live is it by yourself
Can I move wit’you do you need some help
I’ll cook boy I’ll give you more
I’ma fly girl and I like those
Hot boyz
Baby YOU got what I want
See yall be drivin’those Lexus jeeps, and Benz jeeps and the Lincoln jeeps
Nothin’cheaper wit’the Platinum Visa
Hot boyz
Baby YOU got what I want
See yall be drivin’Jaguars, and the Bentley’s, and the Rolls Royce
Playin’hardball wit’the Platinum Visa
Is that your car, the SK8
Are you ridin’alone, can I be your date
Come get me, get me Don’t dis me, don’t trick me I got some friends, can they come too
Can you hook em up wit’some boyz like you
A hot boy, a rock boy
A top boy, and I like those
Yo, I’ma dig in yo pockets
Dig in yo wallets
Money I’m foundin'
Yea you got my heart poundin'
You a hot boy, drive a drop boy
With a lot boy, and you tote a glock boy
Don’t give me no reason
I know that you treatin', these diamonds I’m needin'
Make me believe it I want alot boy, with a hot boy
Got a fun toy, and you tote a glock boy
Hot boyz
Baby YOU got what I want
Won’t you really come and satisfy me I be lovin’you like instantly
Where the Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps (ooh ooh)
And the Bentley’s, and the Jaguars, and the fly cars (ooh ooh)
Where you at (ooh ooh)
Where the Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps (ooh ooh)
And the Bentley’s, and the Jaguars, and the fly cars (ooh ooh)
Where you at (ooh ooh, yea yea, yea yea, my boyz)
Hot boyz
Hot boyz, I like 'em like that