Bankroll Fresh - Hot Boy (Remix) lyrics
rate meFt. Lil Wayne, Juvenile & Turk
(Verse: Bankroll Fresh)
Came through lookin' like a dope dealer
Ain't stand none of y'all broke niggas
Ain't trust back what we post, dealer
I'mma get a mansion and a boat, nigga
Faragamo frames and the coat, nigga
Fuck girl think she's a gold digger
One thing I don't need is no nigga
Bought an MG Benz cuz it broke cooka
Fresh in the VIP, lit up
Fuck nigga try and get hit up
All it take is one car, nigga
I held niggas that chow niggas
Instagram timeline full of y'all pictures
Y'all nigga unofficial tryna act official
You a pussy ass nigga and I know it, nigga
You a pussy ass nigga and you show it, nigga
All the real ball hard real real hard
Don't even like the feds, know I'm playin' with the set
Had the muthafucka, I don't see it why
He didn't have the paint, muthafucka bled
How ya luv that?
Ballin' like a muthafucka hot boy
Like he ain't got an eight, nigga how ya look?
Juggin', young nigga ballin', I made it movin'
All these hoes ain't enough, jacuzzi
(Hook)
Ballin' like a hotboy, hotboy, hotboy, hotboy
Hotboy juggin'! Stick it to the G code
400 beast mode, y'all nigga know how we do it
Ballin' like a hotboy, hotboy, hotboy, hotboy
A nigga lil weezy, feelin' like the Birdman and Nietzsche
Black Cadillacs, young nigga, we eatin'
Ballin' like a hotboy, hotboy, hotboy, hotboy
Nigga be juzzlin', shop for Hennessy, a muthafucka made it
Man, y'all pussy niggas in the middle
Ballin' like a hotboy, hotboy, hotboy, hotboy
A nigga young Turk
Young nigga thuggin', that's first
Young nigga puttin' in the work
(Verse 2: Turk)
If you don't know Turk, I'm a thug nigga
Don't talk, I'm in _____(?) let the slug hit 'em
Ride with a trunk full of go-get-em
Choppas with the scope, ain't no missin'
Friends chopped the feds on the same shit
Word on the street I'm dangerous
Get the fuck nigga add home came shit
Now I'm goin' fo' the niggas that ain't hatin' me
Walk around, pockets on bank mode
Tryna tell me be cool but I stay froze
I don't fuck with these niggas, I'm so low
If you're waitin' on a nigga, you'll stay broke
Got a hot girl do what I say so
Big ass booty, think it's fake tho
Make a lotta money, tryna make more
Just tryna get in, like a gate code
Warranty to my son, guarantee the job done
Pussy nigga tell 'em don't try
Tap by hit em, throw the burner in the river
If they find it I know they gon' hide it
Nine years in the pen, can't go back then
But I still scream free BG
Look at the money on the safe still growin'
Fuck, you don't fuck with me, hotboy, nigga
(Verse 3: Lil Wayne)
Come through a little, like the old me
White t-shirt and the bow jeans
Smokin' OG, I'm an OG
Sippin' codeine, I'm a hoe fiend
Been a hotboy since 14
Tryna get my money off of all means
You just got rocked by the all green
I-14, havin' all ya need
Got real hoe, no good real hoe
No good real hoe, no broke ass nigga
Done steal his hoe
She had me with the teardrop from my face
I told that bitch these tears done jog
Got a big ass house, got ______(?) everywhere
Big ass _____(?) I dunno what I'mma wear
Even with my chain the game not changed
A pimp gon' be a pimp and a hump gon' be assessor
Five eve, nigga, my fit body
Cocaine cowboy, nigga, like howdy
Codeine drop, tell em boys I got it
Big wicked bitch do the job free time
Hotboy torture, all the hotgirls love me
My clique crazy, everybody touching
Everybody coppin', everybody muddy
Stuntin' all around, errbody stuntin' (here we go)
Bitch I'm runnin' like a hot boy, hot boy hot boy
Hot boy jugg!
That's still my bitch, boy
Always turnt up with the best, my music
I'm still ballin' like a hot boy, hot boy hot boy
Hot boy, nigga, lil Weezy
I'm still lil ________(?) and I ain't hungry, I'm greedy
Bitch, I'm ballin' like a hot boy, hot boy hot boy
Hot boy, free Bee Gizzle
That's still my big brother
Been locked up since we live a lot
I'm ballin' like a hot boy
I'm ballin' like a hot boy hotboy hotboy hotboy young turk
That been my bro since day 1
Like jay rear it up first
(Verse 4: Juvenile)
Everything I got, it come from street money
It's o10, fuckin' with 03 money
Old niggas still bout it, don't sleep on 'em
Lyin' ford on ya niggas, I don't see nothin'
There's a new Jack city, no G money
I run for it, run for it, I'mma keep runnin'
I'mma fight, I got a kimme like 300
If you learn the G code, you can eat from it
Good workin', low price, that's a quick flip
Make take ya bond fire, makin' six trips
I keep my hand on the money all day
And when I don't, I got it on the dick, big chips
Got it on every .9 with a big clip
No time for the small, just the big shit
I can't smoke, cause I'm on probation
It'll be a couple more months for the shit lifts
I'm fly like the Goodyear blimp
Can't lie, it's been a good year, pimp
Y'all monkey ass niggas like chips
Y'all wanna see a hotboy? I'm him!
Ballin' like a hotboy, I'm a hotboy
I'ma hot boy, I'm 400
Ballin' like a hotboy, I'm a hotboy
I'ma hot boy, bling bling, more money, more spazzin'
(Hook)
