The Hottest

I just landed in Maimi, swear they'll never understand me 100 on the freeway and I'm gunnin' for the Grammy Sexy mama got a whip, hella sandy She wanna take the city I said, "Baby, why can't we?" Bad boys, we don't really got a choice (got a choice) I'm the hottest, you can hear it in my voice (in my, in my) Hot fire, got the city going up (shit is hot) You can't roll around unless you one of us Tell 'em, bad boys, we don't really got a choice (no choice) I ain't modest, you can hear it in my voice (let's go) Hot fire, got the city going up (hot) You can't roll around unless you one of us Time after time I feel your love Roll the windows up (yeah, yeah) We don't give no fucks Time after time My pockets still stuffed Quarter milli' in the trunk And the stick is still tucked And the spot is by the beach Pull up in that eco-friendly And I don't wanna preach Got the twins with me Had to give 'em 50 each Homie told me if I pull up That I might end up deceased Let me think, hmm, that shit was a reach I'm done with the talking, I just gotta let 'em see I'ma pull up on your ass with the bands on me When I'm sailing through the water, loaded cannons on me I gotta walk with a lean but no Fanta on me You know the feds always watch Got they cameras on me, huh Flooded with diamonds Man, you know you can't compete We ain't stoppin' on no beat 'Til we hottest in the streets, better know Time after time I feel your love Roll the windows up We don't give no fucks Time after time My pockets still stuffed Quarter milli' in the trunk And the stick is still tucked Bad boys, we don't really got a choice (got a choice) I'm the hottest, you can hear it in my voice (in my, in my) Hot fire, got the city going up (shit is hot) You can't roll around unless you one of us, tell 'em Told the label double my advance (my advance) Lotta different color bands in these pants (in these pants) Hit Japan, in Shibuya with the fans And them other bitches Stanley Kubrick with the lens, nigga Shit is hot, you can't do that shit again Callin' jury duty but they know that I'm in France She said, "You ain't call", I said, "I never got a chance I been running through your city with a crystal in my hand, girl" Time after time I feel your love Roll the windows up We don't give no fucks Time after time My pockets still stuffed Quarter milli' in the trunk And the stick is still tucked Bad boys, we don't really got a choice (got a choice) I'm the hottest, you can hear it in my voice (in my, in my) Hot fire, got a city going up (shit is hot) You can't roll around unless you one of us Tell 'em, bad boys, we don't really got a choice (no choice) I ain't modest, you can hear it in my voice Hot fire, got a city going up (hot) You can't roll around unless you one of us