歌詞
Who Hotter Than Me - Plies
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me
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Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me ni**a
Who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me who hotter than me
Ni**a who hotter than me
How you feel hater's you hating didn't work
Thanks to y'all I'm the hottest thing on Earth
Got the b**ches and the goons I'm the first
Rose a couple mil and still in the verve
Catch me flushing through the city shawty no shirt
I don't fall gonna come on the first
Blew life in the streets had them rebirth
See me on fire hater I know it gotta hurt
I'm so hood classic words
Wanna talk business what's in the purse
Am I gonna die won't get marked
Who hotter than me nobody sir
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me ni**a
Who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me
Ni**a who hotter than me
Ha-ha
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me ni**a
Who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me
Ni**a who hotter than me
Ha-ha
Bet cha can't name a hoe who want me
Like you can't name a city I ain't hot in
Make you rich but by 30 grand
On fire dawg where my fans
Tell you what to call me promoter best friend
Put your money on me if you want win
Lot of rappers sitting home on the weekend
Got a waiting list shawty put chall off in
Can't move me dawg 130 grand
Try to give me 29 if you think I'm playing
Who running the streets
Where all the moats end
Streets done spoke shawty I'm the man
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me ni**a
Who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me
Ni**a who hotter than me
Ha-ha
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me ni**a
Who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me
Ni**a who hotter than me
Ha-ha
Somebody put me out I'm on fire
On fire
Please tell dem fags I'm retired
Know a lot of rappers for hire
Streets don't f**k wit you you a liar
Plies real you preaching to the choir
Your buds in the streets expired
Count a 100 grand I'm kinda tired
Keep your hoe from round me
Before I buy her
Goons love me I'm they supplier
Street cred don't get no higher
Got the 40 homie 'cause I'm lured
Sincerely yours Mr Pliers
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me ni**a
Who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me
Ni**a who hotter than me
Ha-ha
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me ni**a
Who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
Who hotter than me
Who hotter than me
Ni**a who hotter than me ni**a
Who hotter than me
Ni**a who hotter than me
