Packy - Hot Sh!t lyrics
[Packy - Hot Sh!t lyrics]
Yeah, we the hot shit, yeah Oh yeah
They the gossip blog
Who the topic yeah Oh yeah
To the top this year This year
Headed to the top on the top
Like yeah Like yeah
We the hot shit, whoa Hot shit
Everybody stop, drop, then roll Then roll
Everybody wanna pop shit, yeah
Are they ever gonna stop this? No Oh, no
We the hot shit
Everybody coming out of pocket
Everybody gossip Hot shit, I would
Rather be the topic, yeah
We the hot shit, whoa Oh whoa
Everybody stop, drop, then roll
Everybody wanna pop shit, yeah
Are they ever gonna stop this? No
Tell me who the hot shit, gotta be me
I been all up in the lab locked in
Stockton of the team, the way I drop dimes
For them boys
It be like a damn slot machine Cha ching
Started out local, nobody gave a fuck
Did all of the shows and the songs
And I never got a buck gave it a minute
Everybody got in my business looking
For the golden ticket
On how to go independent but
It ain't no secret the proof in the pudding
Now show me the money like Cuba Gooding
Give me the loot i do a set for the people
Then get me back in the booth
No rings but this shit is a mood
Got everybody yelling "Pack" 'cause
The boy never stop making moves
Got everything in my bag and a lot to lose
And when I spit at you
Bet it's the gospel truth
And when I get at you, boy
You chopped and screwed
I guess you had to be there
When there wasn't nobody in the
World listenin' to me, yeah
I guess you had to be there
We done came a long way
I deserve to feel a way about it Hot shit
We the hot shit, yeah Oh yeah
They the gossip blog
Who the topic yeah Oh yeah
To the top this year This year
Headed to the top on the top
Like yeah Like yeah
We the hot shit, whoa Hot shit
Everybody stop, drop, then roll Then roll
Everybody wanna pop shit, yeah
Are they ever gonna stop this? No Oh, no
We the hot shit
Everybody coming out of pocket
Everybody gossip Hot shit, I would
Rather be the topic, yeah
We the hot shit, whoa Oh whoa
Everybody stop, drop, then roll
Everybody wanna pop shit, yeah
Are they ever gonna stop this? No
They the gossip blog
Who the topic yeah Oh yeah
To the top this year This year
Headed to the top on the top
Like yeah Like yeah
We the hot shit, whoa Hot shit
Everybody stop, drop, then roll Then roll
Everybody wanna pop shit, yeah
Are they ever gonna stop this? No Oh, no
We the hot shit
Everybody coming out of pocket
Everybody gossip Hot shit, I would
Rather be the topic, yeah
We the hot shit, whoa Oh whoa
Everybody stop, drop, then roll
Everybody wanna pop shit, yeah
Are they ever gonna stop this? No
Tell me who the hot shit, gotta be me
I been all up in the lab locked in
Stockton of the team, the way I drop dimes
For them boys
It be like a damn slot machine Cha ching
Started out local, nobody gave a fuck
Did all of the shows and the songs
And I never got a buck gave it a minute
Everybody got in my business looking
For the golden ticket
On how to go independent but
It ain't no secret the proof in the pudding
Now show me the money like Cuba Gooding
Give me the loot i do a set for the people
Then get me back in the booth
No rings but this shit is a mood
Got everybody yelling "Pack" 'cause
The boy never stop making moves
Got everything in my bag and a lot to lose
And when I spit at you
Bet it's the gospel truth
And when I get at you, boy
You chopped and screwed
I guess you had to be there
When there wasn't nobody in the
World listenin' to me, yeah
I guess you had to be there
We done came a long way
I deserve to feel a way about it Hot shit
We the hot shit, yeah Oh yeah
They the gossip blog
Who the topic yeah Oh yeah
To the top this year This year
Headed to the top on the top
Like yeah Like yeah
We the hot shit, whoa Hot shit
Everybody stop, drop, then roll Then roll
Everybody wanna pop shit, yeah
Are they ever gonna stop this? No Oh, no
We the hot shit
Everybody coming out of pocket
Everybody gossip Hot shit, I would
Rather be the topic, yeah
We the hot shit, whoa Oh whoa
Everybody stop, drop, then roll
Everybody wanna pop shit, yeah
Are they ever gonna stop this? No