(Ms. Tee)
Yeah, fa sho, Hot Boys,
P-N-C, uh,
Prime Time,
Misdemeanor, uh,
Kangol,
Dejon, got it goin` on,
Hot Boy, Gert-Town hounds,
Yeah, fa sho,
Representin`
P-N-C
First Verse (Ms. Tee):
I want me a hot nigga,
That`s not afraid to pull the trigger,
I want one with big nuts,
That`s not afraid to give it up,
A Hot Boy that got game,
A Hot Boy that got a name,
I want one that love to bang,
Someone I can fuck and change,
I want me a soldier,
That`s why I`m lookin` in that Nolia,
Off top, you thought I forgot?
I want a Gert-Town nigga in a drop top,
So you know, I wanna get blowed,
And fuck with them niggas outta Holly Grove,
Calliope niggas be creepin`,
Better watch them hot niggas when they sneakin`
Chorus (Ms. Tee):
They some, Hot Boys, rollin` in the city,
Ridin` round town and you know they comin` wit it
They some, Hot Boys, rollin` in the city,
Ridin` round town and you know they comin` wit it
They some, Hot Boys, rollin` in the city,
Ridin` round town and you know they comin` wit it
They some, Hot Boys, rollin` in the city,
Ridin` round town and you know they comin` wit it
Second Verse (Prime Time):
Should`ve heard them clowns sang Put your solja rag up,
Should have heard them hounds sang Put them mole rag up,
But I mean what the fuck I say,
And I mean what the fuck I mean,
Always do the job clean with the uzi machine,
But I`m tough in the clutch,
I`m a Bad Boy like Poppa and Puff,
On a job like Starsky and Hutch,
Steady playin` hatin` us, better get your shit tight,
Better learn how to write and stop out`chea tryin` to bite,
Steady dealin` with the hype,
But not tonight I`m bustin` loops,
But I choose I use, cuz I can`t get bruised,
But ask somebody that know they say Prime is a fool,
I choose to be a fool to take you bitches to school,
Since you a Hot Boy, off top I know you not,
You thinkin` V.L.`s the shit?
You must be on donuts and dicks,
My clique we be hella thick,
And let that K spit bitch,
Gettin` rowdy? I doubt it,
Prime Time and I`m out it
Chorus