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Hot Little Q

up with a nigga, Eightball up in dis here Fa real Historic hits, nigga like Ali's fist Rock the world Get freaked by a different bunch hot little girls

forties and blunts Nas cassettes, Das EFX and Reebok pumps Punk motherfuckers that were claimin they got tecs And rockin ski masks like Q-Tip in Hot

the one To be the known for all you're odd or ordinary Skip your coronary rip your auditory canal for now Livin' on the low but little did you know You

yeah) I get the feelin' I need to hear a little Barry White (no doubt) Show you right (show you right) Then there are other times when I just need a little

the motherfuckin' mix Aight... Yo ! Beatnuts... I'm like Conan dusted in a Cadillac raw hand Makin'an assault with detail program Aggravated the party a little

Whenever Mary Jane runs out, I sit there sighin Sayin to myself, "When oh when will Mary Jane come back Where oh where can I find Mary at..." ("Where you at?" -- Q-Tip, "Hot

these little girls that bore me I'm trying to get you off the wall and get on the floor see It's curiosity that's got this cat frisky Hot under the collar

the type of nigga you dealin with A young, fly, flashy So So Def representer The biggest thing in the city since Martin Luther the King Uh, holla at 'em [Q

(feat. Kanye West) [Kanye West] + (Choir) Now turn it up, turn it up (a little louder) turn it uuuuup, turn it up (little louder) now turn it up (can