Firetruck ft. Hollywood Holt & The Madden Brothers
[Verse 1: Kreayshawn] I'm hot (x3) I'm so hot I'm on fire Got these hoes like a fireman They up and down the pole again, we smokin' on the dro again Don't want no fuckin' ice man, cause I'm meltin' it I'm hotter than the lava, yeah you gotta smoke a cigarette Before you get with it I'm the fuckin' heater You know you wanna eat her That spicy señorita No Gucci, no Louis, no Prada But still I see you wanna You can keep me as your daughter
[Hook: Kreayshawn] What's that? What's up? Someone call that fire truck My drank, my cup, is fillin' and I can't catch up My back, my butt I'm movin' and I'm shakin' it I got all these chickens clucking Foxy's in the coop I'm takin' it I'm hot (x4)
[Verse 2: Kreayshawn I'm sippin' and spittin' on 'em The bo got me gettin' on 'em They trippin', I'm shittin' on 'em Kreayshawn B on I'm poppin' off From the chop on my block To the thighs on my street Got her lickin' her teeth Her boyfriend's grabbin' this heat man These clubs hella lame, yo These rappers are trash, man The games fuckin' gonejo, man I'm bringin' it back Fuckin' chasin' your whip Leave your wife 'n some shit And I'm gonna get thunder They ain't pulling me under
[Hook: Kreayshawn]
[Verse 3: Hollywood Holt] Ha, Hollywood! Somebody call the firetruck I'm lighting live like wire struck Carpets and apartments Don't get started cause I'm live as fuck I've started an arsenal on these whack rappers That's why they suck Set flame to those lame ho niggas that stir the grease So do not try your luck I'm H-O double L, Y, nigga Don't be mad cause I'm fly, nigga See through you hoes like fishnet So you better dipset or you might die, nigga Shy guy that's why I try in my life Sellin' records, showin' that I'm bigger I will get to kickin' your bitch ass Quick fast, like whip lash If you fuck with my niggas That's dro and biz I drinks, I blaze Kreayshawn she wiz, mad hard, and steeze