It young 60 minutes

A.k.a 1 hour (It's me)

A.k.a s.k a.k. gunpowder (with the handguns)

50 bullets a.k.a one shower (one shower)

I walk in nike town (nike town)

I tell em wipe me down (wipe me down)

But the fumbled gun (gun)

Yes it's summer hun

Somebody call chuck and flav (Why)

I'm P.E. number 1 (number 1)

Did the s 1 w, proffesor Griff

Let it slide, nope

I'm at home (never) plate with the catcher's mitt

There go Cam braggin (braggin)

Nana mad (Why) cause my pants saggin

All she said is

Uhm you'se a hot mess uhm

I tell her eyeball

Baby look at my walls (plaques)

Shop on the ground

I get it out the skymall (G-fizzle)

It's young cnn, nbc, cbs, (what else)

Tnt, hbo, showtime, cbs (paparazzi)

See the borought G5

Yes sir G.P.S. (that's why I land)

One diamond, 100 carats yes sir v.v.s



When I got dressed

Rather when I got fresh

Pants sag, gun on nana said

You'se a hot mess

You'se a hot mess (I'm a hot mess)

Uhm, you'se a hot mess (you actin like I'm the only one with 50 thousand in they socks)

Uhm, you'se a hot mess boy

You'se a hot mess

I'm the only to do that



Ya'll are my clones

Fresh whips

Fly homes (I insist nigga)

Careful where you drive home

You walked into a cyclone

Over them dry stones

Fiends slept in front of my crib for 2 days straight

Like I had the iPhone (like I work for apple)

Pies on, I will bet some pies on

2,4 and 6 train

The only thing theyll ride on (the only thing nigga)

Ask them why play with my pay

I pitch china in boston

Like DiseKay, that white yay

And all this carot cake is enough to irritate

But I'm so fly high

Fuck around and where a cape (fly off)

And pardon if you in the garden

Just beware of bait (bait)

They starvin, niggas eating

Nope they want to share they steak (not at all)

You'll find them out of state

Near a lake, some billy bait (on side of a road)

Gettin ate by apes, deers

Business snakes (so)

So I tuck the llama

Be enough with drama

I see a nice slut

Big butt went to touch her honour (yell bitch)

I let her touch the ghanja (smoke this)

I could be your sponsor

I got one mother right

But I can have another mama (damn)

Did I pop yes, hit it hard

I got dressed

And all the bitch said killa

You'se a hot mess



When I got dressed

Rather when I got fresh

Pants sag, gun on nana said

You'se a hot mess

You'se a hot mess (I ain't know that was your baby mama though)

Uhm, you'se a hot mess

Uhm, you'se a hot mess boy(you love her, I'm just fuckin her)

You'se a hot mess (that's his business)

You'se a hot mess

You'se a hot mess

You'se a hot mess boy

You'se a hot mess

You'se a hot mess

Uhm you'se a hot mess uhm

You'se a hot mess boy

You'se a hot mess uhm













                          Thanks to dave  for these lyrics