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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Coolio
Vocals
James "J.T." Taylor
Background Vocals
Roy Pennon
Keyboards
Stan "The Guitar Man" Jones
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Artis L. Ivey Jr.
Composer
G. Brown
Composer
B. Dobbs
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob Morse
Mixing Engineer
Bryan Dobbs
Producer
Mark Nathan
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Everybody listen up, 'cause I'm about to get my speak on
Fools be trippin' when it's time to get their freak on
Runnin' 'round town, puttin' it down without
No protection for they erection
When it's time for selection, what's your direction?
Before you make a choice, you better do some inspection
If you don't know my aim and don't know my game, then
Let me explain now
Iesha slept wit Mark, and Mark slept wit Tina
And Tina slept wit Javier the first time he seen her
Javier slept wit Lupe, and Lupe slept with Rob
'Cause he was rollin' on beads and had a good ass job
Rob slept wit Lisa, who slept wit Steve and
Steve was positive, H.I.V
What started off as a plan ended up in the plot
You better cool your ass off 'cause it's too damn hot
[Verse 2]
Oh, it's too hot, too hot, too hot lady, too hot
Gotta run for shelter, gotta run for shade
It's too hot, too hot, too hot, homie, too hot
Gotta make some sense from this mess that we made
[Verse 3]
You're doin' everything momma told you not to do
Now you're tryin' to walk away 'cause you know it's true
Your sister can't explain, and your brother's ashamed
To admit you both have the same last name
I don't have to ask you where you've been
'Cause the matches in your purse say, "Holiday Inn"
"A mind is a terrible thing to waste," that was the slogan
But now it's ninety-five, and it's, "Don't forget the Trojan"
Explained it to her momma, before somebody get her
Gotta hip her to the game of those smooth talkin' ****
Love is the word, seldom meant but often heard
Latex, safe sex, you better learn
Or get hip to the facts before you react or
End up in a box on your back
Sometimes you ask for what you want and, get what you got
Don't get caught up in the plot, it's too damn hot
[Verse 4]
Oh, it's too hot, too hot, too hot lady, too hot
Gotta run for shelter, gotta run for shade
It's too hot, too hot, too hot, homie, too hot
Gotta make some sense from this mess that we made
[Verse 5]
Another day in the city and, oh, what a pity
Even though we did our duty, things are still lookin' shitty
Everybody in the pack stacked, tryin' to make some scratch
Walkin' in the rain, but they ain't got no hat
Understand how we livin' in the nineties, loc
Nuclear waste, cannibalism, and pistol smoke
Sex, lies, videotape, and rape
Just a little bump 'n grind can seal your fate
We need to do something drastic, shit is gettin' tragic
And if you don't believe me, then go ask Magic
Everybody and they momma preachin' abstinence, these
Kids ain't checkin' for absti-shit
So put a condom in they hand, and hope it don't bust
Another victim of the lust, in God we trust
What started off as a plan ended up in the plot
'Water can't cool it off, 'cause it's too damn hot
[Verse 6]
Oh, it's too hot, too hot, too hot lady, too hot
Gotta run for shelter, gotta run for shade
It's too hot, too hot, too hot, homie, too hot
Gotta make some sense from this mess that we made (Listen to Coolio)
[Verse 7]
It's too hot, too hot, too hot, lady, too hot (This comes from Coolio)
Gotta run for shelter, gotta run for shade (Listen to Coolio)
It's too hot, too hot, too hot, homie, too hot (This comes from Coolio)
Gotta make some sense from this mess that we made (Listen to Coolio)
[Verse 8]
Too hot, too hot, too hot lady, too hot (This comes from Coolio)
Gotta run for shelter, gotta run for shade
It's too hot
Written by: Artis L. Ivey Jr., B. Dobbs, Bryan Keith Dobbs, G. Brown