A.J. Smith - Opening lyrics

Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggety dog
It's a brand tape, what you waitin' for?
Listen to it now
You'll sing and hit the floor
Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggety dog
Diggety dog, diggety dog
Diggety dog  (yeah) , diggety dog  (Ayy)

Man, a debut album, AJ smith on the beat
Hot dogs, Lambos, Pokulee
Got a lot of brand new heat (Skrrt)
I pull to the club with my shawty
Lookin' bling man, my glizzy hard as a rock
Finna do some mad tings
Still got the Indian Gang
Baby Daddy with the baddies
These strippers flat as a board
But my shawty got the fatty
I used to ride in Lambos
Now I rap and play piano
Got a lot of hot dogs, too, in a fandom
Food reviews my pokul still stinky
It's a whole farm of bacteria
I only clean it once a year
It smells just like a fishing pier
This album so sick, got a whole lotta bangers
I call my shawty up every
Day like an Indian scammer
I lovе to eat hot dogs
Everyonе calls me a hot dog king
I know I've already mentioned it
But my pokul really stinky
AJ smith, Pokulee, these tunes fire
Guaranteed these hot dogs lookin' bling
Beef or turkey? Feelin' quirky
Yes, I stole this beat from
Mickey Mouse, mans so trash
Ain't got no cash
I pulled his tail and tied him
Up, this dude so corny, what a chump


Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggety dog
AJ smith is back, swear this ain't cap
All these tunes will make you dance and clap
Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggety dog
Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggety dog
It's the end of the song, come sing along
These bars, it'll make you fly to the moon
Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggety dog