Missy Elliot Hot Boyz (Remix) Lyrics:
[Missy] This is for my ghetto motherfuckers, uh

[Nas] Uh, forty side felony Felony, misdemeanor
The charge is murder Escobar CB on bikes I'm
switching gears Headlights, shine so bright
Bitches freeze like deers Them fiends want that
deep boy Feds send in a decoy, pack that heat boy
Push ya where ya rest in peace boy Get your
mama's house shot up Bodies all chopped up When
them bodies pop up, I ain't getting' locked up My
Bentley cruise the block, with the sun roof top
Hood rats jumpin' on my jock cause I blew up the
spot Crushin' your Benz, crushin' your Navigator
system My QB piece make y'all niggas tuck you're
shit in It's Nas in your area, Queens 'bout to
tear it up Braveheart y'all scared of us, real
niggas, they be us

[Missy & Lil' Mo] What's your name, cause
I'm impressed? Can you treat me good, I won't
settle for less You a hot boy, a rock boy A fun
toy, tote a glock boy Where you live, is it by
yourself? Can I move with you, do you need some
help? I cook boy, I'll give you more I'm a fly
girl, and I like those

[1] - [Missy & Lil' Mo] Hot boyz Baby you
got what I want See cause y'all be driving Lexus
jeeps And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's Hot
boyz Baby you got what I want See cause y'all be
driving' Jaguars And the Bentley's, and the Rolls
Royce Playin' hardballs with them Platinum Visa's

[Missy & Lil' Mo] Is that your car, the
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SK-8? Are you riding alone, can I be your date?
Come get me, get me, don't diss me, don't trick me
Got some friends, can they come too? Can you
hook them up wit' some boyz like you A hot boy, a
rock boy, on top boy And I like those

[Repeat 1]

[Eve] Yo only take 'em thugged out Slightly
bugged out, fuck with his tongue out Know the job
ain't getting done, until the body getting drugged
out Hot boy, keep me right Play your part and
I'll keep it tight Where else you gonna be in the
middle of the night But up in the sheets with me
aiight Gangsta, true to your gang, street master
You the one I need when there's beef, street
blaster Ain't afraid to stop a cat, plus pop a
cat, huh Soldier, cash money, rule your world
What's topping that? Huh, S-4-3-0 keep me on my
toes Get a tingle in my spine, wet spot only he
knows He's a hot boy, Missy sing it out and I'm
gon' spit it Ruff Ryders scream it loud, daddy is
you with it If your team can't handle my bitches
then we gon' ride Brickhouse stallions, keep
thugs open wide, huh 'Illadelph's best E-V-E stay
committed Mess with many, but if he ain't the
realer I ain't with it, with it

[Q-Tip] Yo, mommy what the deal? Ain't no heat
fuckin' hotter than the heat a nigga hold I think
you really should be told that I deal with long
shafts That keep a long blast (blast) Now look
at a nigga and peel off fast (come on) Word you
got your girlfriend Word, she can get it too
Fuck it though, I'm honest yo I'm saying though,
let's play it through Getting cinematic with it
Niggas if you got it, hit it Fuck the dumbness
Hit it till its numbness

[Missy & Lil' Mo'] Hot boy Baby you got
what I want Won't you really come and satisfy me
I be lovin' you like endlessly (Everyday all day)
Hot boy Baby you got what I want Won't you
really come and satisfy me
Lyrics: Hot Boyz (Remix), Missy Elliot [end]