Hot Damn (feat. Method Man) [Remix]

Yeah

It's Gifted Gab

What up, Blimes? What up, Meth?

This is the remix

I never wore a ruby slipper, fuck is a silver spoon?

Silverstone ain't my sister, take your 'tude and get a tomb

I should get a room with myself, help

Is that over the top, shelf, well

Nah, I'm sexy as this beat is, strong as these feet is, huh

They call me baby, yeah, like I'm a fetus

Jesus Christ with it, she too nice with it

I like my brandy with no ice in it, yeah

So you could take it back to the bar if you did that

I'ma take it back to these bars, give 'em casualty scars

I'm goin' casually hard, ha

'Cause I'm not about to flex 'til I master it all, yeah

Hot damn, you got goals to Japan

I wanna be part of the plan

Nah, you should make your own moves

And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool

Hot damn, you got goals to Japan

I wanna be part of the plan

Nah, you should make your own moves

And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool (Yeah)

I never had a good Christmas, what is a Santa Claus? (Uh)

Never on nobody gift list, can't understand it all (Nah)

First chick I shared a kiss with, I took her panties off (Yeah)

Caught her with her skirt lifted, it pissed her granny off

All my life, been a misfit (Ah), misguided into mischief

The truth is I only lie to my mistress (Ah)

When I'm puffin' a lot, you can lie with the fishes (Woo)

Blimes got them biscuits, you can die in this Bisquick (Bisquick)

Now let that bass hit your face (Yes)

Got you monkeys insecure, it's a ape

Gorillas in the mist, it's a trait (Ah)

Them ain't Air Force Ones, it's a bape

I ain't write this with a pen, it's a vape

You gettin' free smoke, picture Drake (Uh)

You dudes is lookin', broke fix your face

This is merely food for thought, fix a plate

I need order in the court and the case

From the Verrazano to the Golden Gate

Hot damn

Hot damn, you got goals to Japan

I wanna be part of the plan

Nah, you should make your own moves

And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool

Hot damn, you got goals to Japan

I wanna be part of the plan

Nah, you should make your own moves

And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool

Can't leave rap alone, my gang needs me

Bitches wanna take my throne, it ain't easy

First, **** slot me, then they wanna talk

Hopin' that I flop, now they jock like Joanie did Chachi

Highly respected like Selassie

Don't act, my **** stay strapped like huaraches

No dap for these new cats 'cause they cop pleas

We done seen dogs go from pits to a collie, on me

I been on pen since about three

So I take chances, but I know slander

They want smoke, but got lung cancer

You want beef, well anything less than "yes" is just a dumb answer

Hella facts, I got stacks of these stats, ha

Put it on wax, Mad Max on these tracks

Got pull, your crew lookin' like fools 'cause they got no slack, ha

We makin' rules like a diplomat, yeah

Hot damn, you got goals to Japan

I wanna be part of the plan

Nah, you should make your own moves

And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool

Hot damn, you got goals to Japan

I wanna be part of the plan

Nah, you should make your own moves

I'ma do what I do, alright, boo? Cool

Hot damn, you got goals to Japan

I wanna be part of the plan

Nah, you should make your own moves

And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool

Hot damn, you got goals to Japan

I wanna be part of the plan

Nah, you should make your own moves

I'ma do what I do, alright, boo? Cool

Hot damn

You should make your own moves, make your own moves

Hot damn

You should make your own moves

And I'm do what I do, alright, dude? Cool