Hot Boy

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[Chorus: Preme]
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I'm just tryna bring your pretty ass back to my place
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I remember you way back, back from MySpace
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Need a 'bout it bitch that can bring the pussy my way
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All these niggas lookin' at me, lookin' at me sideways
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Prolly 'cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
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Prolly 'cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
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I should dread my head the way I'm feelin' like a hot boy
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Hatin' on the man, I push Ferraris down the block, boy

[Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTC OR]
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Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that
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And I'ma keep it like that, yeah
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Yeah,  yeah, 'cause I like it like that
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I'ma keep it like that, oh, yeah
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Yeah, yeah,      I love it, I love it, I love it, oh, ooh
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Yeah, yeah, oh, oh no, no, no, no

[Verse 1: Preme]
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I pull the roof down just to look at the clouds
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New clique, called, "No Broke Niggas Allowed"
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Smooth bitch, smell like she came out the shower
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I moved in, 'cause that pussy got a hold of me now
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You're holdin' me down, yeah, we runnin' the town
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Let's catch a flight and treat the world like a merry-go-round
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I got the ice on bright, goons on site
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'Cause if niggas get to trippin' then my dogs might bite, yeah
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I'm the type of nigga, hit it on the first night, yeah
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Swerve life when she ask me can she spend the night here
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Heard them niggas hatin' on the team, bitch, I might care
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I could fuck the girl of your dreams, that's a nightmare
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I could fuck the girl of your dreams, that's an idea
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You know I'ma beat the pussy up, I don't fight fair
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I don't need the fake love, I just need the paystubs
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Quick to cut a bitch, but never take a paycut

[Chorus: Preme]
Eb                          Ab
I'm just tryna bring your pretty ass back to my place
Eb                   Ab
I remember you way back, back from MySpace
Eb                     Ab
Need a 'bout it bitch that can bring the pussy my way
Eb                       Ab
All these niggas lookin' at me, lookin' at me sideways
Eb                       Ab
Prolly 'cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
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Prolly 'cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
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I should dread my head the way I'm feelin' like a hot boy
Eb                         Ab
Hatin' on the man, I push Ferraris down the block, boy

[Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTC OR]
Eb     Ab   Cm                  Eb
Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that
          Ab
And I'ma keep it like that, yeah
Eb  Gm  Ab     Cm                  Eb
Yeah,  yeah, 'cause I like it like that
       Ab
I'ma keep it like that, oh, yeah
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Yeah, yeah,      I love it, I love it, I love it, oh, ooh
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Yeah, yeah, oh, oh no, no, no, no

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
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Um... I'm just tryna hit it on the first night, squirt life
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She just tryna ride it like a dirt bike, swerve life
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I'm the livest nigga up in her life, sure, right
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And I'm the blindest nigga up in her eyes, now I'm preachin'
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Was a hot boy in my first life, word life
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Had to move on like a third strike
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Now I'm preachin', lookin' for the one with the curves tight
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Now I'm squeezin', sexy Polynesian pepper girl, extra jalapeños
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Bring you where you've never been brung with my tongue, bae
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I could make you fiend for the D like a nun, bae
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Diamonds on me sing like they Harry Belafonte
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Skinny ass jeans and some OVO MJ's
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Can't go to the 6 until the record is a clean slate
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Might just grow a beard, be the mean New Orleans Drake
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Might just throw a party next door to where Preme stay
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            As my mothafuckin' keys shake

[Bridge: Lil Wayne]
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Yeah, prolly 'cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
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Might just do some braids like Wayne 'cause I'm a Hot Boy
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Used to have some wings, had to get them shits chopped off
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Might just do some braids I'm Lil Wayne 'cause I'm a Hot Boy
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Yeah, prolly 'cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
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Might just do some braids like Wayne 'cause I'm a Hot Boy
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Used to have some wings, had to get them shits chopped off
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Might just do some braids I'm Lil Wayne 'cause I'm a Hot Boy

[Chorus: Preme]
Eb                          Ab
I'm just tryna bring your pretty ass back to my place
Eb                   Ab
I remember you way back, back from MySpace
Eb                     Ab
Need a 'bout it bitch that can bring the pussy my way
Eb                       Ab
All these niggas lookin' at me, lookin' at me sideways
Eb                       Ab
Prolly 'cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
Eb                       Ab
Prolly 'cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
Eb                         Ab
I should dread my head the way I'm feelin' like a hot boy
Eb                         Ab
Hatin' on the man, I push Ferraris down the block, boy

[Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTC OR]
Eb     Ab   Cm                  Eb
Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that
          Ab
And I'ma keep it like that, yeah
Eb  Gm  Ab     Cm                  Eb
Yeah,  yeah, 'cause I like it like that
       Ab
I'ma keep it like that, oh, yeah
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Yeah, yeah,      I love it, I love it, I love it, oh, ooh
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Yeah, yeah, oh, oh no, no, no, no

[Outro: Preme]
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Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that