Released: March 27, 1998
Songwriter: LL Cool J Diddy Ron “Amen-Ra” Lawrence Tina Weymouth Steven Stanley Chris Franz
Producer: Ron “Amen-Ra” Lawrence Diddy
[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah yeah yeah
Uh, uh, uh
[Verse 1]
I was swervin' through Queens, fully growin' Benz
Searchin' for the butters through my Cartier lenses system
Banging out nothing but the blends on the digital startec
Rappin' to my mens
Then spotted the most exotic, cheekiness, half Rachel, half Holly
My [?] is
The slow-mo, crept up nice and slow
Breathin' on my ice, so it shine real nice
Crease my scar piece, laid back in my seat
Right near Bazely projects, on the back streets
Her name was Keisha, full of street knowledge
Pumped a little trees, but she planned to go to college
Staring at my ice, smellin' my cologne
She lived on the southside, so bring things on
Honey got flavour, and it just don't stop
Does she want me for me, or me for my rocks
[Chorus]
Your car make me hot hot hot
You just make me just hot hot hot
Like you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy, don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'm a take you for all you've got
Baby girl, just stop stop stop
Check this out, uh
[Verse 2]
She slid up my whip, like the queen of New York
We jetted to city island to eat shrimp and talk
Sourced up my keys to the valet cat
I glanced at the fatty, I'm a see about that
We blazed in the spizza like Bonnie and Clyde
Scooby dooby hizza
I'm feeling the vibe, cop the blue for some video type shit
Knowing all along how hot these kind of nights get, uh
I've got her right where I want her
Reality about to creep up on her
Stroke her softly, gently with my G
While the light reflects off my icp
Waiter, ice the crystal, let it simmer
Lights too bright, here's a grand make them dimmer
I kept fronting and I just couldn't stop
I don't mind spending paper when it's looking that hot
[Chorus]
Your car makes me hot hot hot
You just make me just hot hot hot
I Iike you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy, just don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'll take you for all you've got
Baby girl, just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh
[Verse 3]
You burst out of semi-[?]
She pulled down the straps to her dress
Reached in the [?] sparked up sess
Banging some Wu-Tang, feeling the [?]
She said, "Now would you wanna sell your soul for chips
And give up girl to push whips?"
Never miss some spiritual down to my bone
Why you takin' jumbo in that zone?
She said, "I would do anything for [?]
Give deep [?] to [?] man coats
Take off my [?], drop to my knees"
Talking in my face, breath smelling like cheese
I asked her, "Shorty you degrade yourself
Just to throw a little bit of ice on the shelf"
You turnin' me off, I can't lie, Keisha said, "Why?"
I said, "Yo, how can a man respect that
Knowin' if he paid, then he correct that"
Ice is the price for an overnight wife
A true shark caller don't want that in his life
So all you ladies that are selling you're souls
You need to put you hooker vibes on hold
Ask for Keisha, she working on the stroll
Dead ass broke, but her pimp the man grow
[Chorus]
Your car makes me hot hot hot
You just make me hot hot hot
I Iike you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy, don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'm a take you for all you've got
Baby girl, just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh
Your car makes me hot hot hot
You just make me hot hot hot
I Iike you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy, don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'm a take you for all you've got
Baby girl, just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah yeah yeah
Uh, uh, uh
[Verse 1]
I was swervin' through Queens, fully growin' Benz
Searchin' for the butters through my Cartier lenses system
Banging out nothing but the blends on the digital startec
Rappin' to my mens
Then spotted the most exotic, cheekiness, half Rachel, half Holly
My [?] is
The slow-mo, crept up nice and slow
Breathin' on my ice, so it shine real nice
Crease my scar piece, laid back in my seat
Right near Bazely projects, on the back streets
Her name was Keisha, full of street knowledge
Pumped a little trees, but she planned to go to college
Staring at my ice, smellin' my cologne
She lived on the southside, so bring things on
Honey got flavour, and it just don't stop
Does she want me for me, or me for my rocks
[Chorus]
Your car make me hot hot hot
You just make me just hot hot hot
Like you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy, don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'm a take you for all you've got
Baby girl, just stop stop stop
Check this out, uh
[Verse 2]
She slid up my whip, like the queen of New York
We jetted to city island to eat shrimp and talk
Sourced up my keys to the valet cat
I glanced at the fatty, I'm a see about that
We blazed in the spizza like Bonnie and Clyde
Scooby dooby hizza
I'm feeling the vibe, cop the blue for some video type shit
Knowing all along how hot these kind of nights get, uh
I've got her right where I want her
Reality about to creep up on her
Stroke her softly, gently with my G
While the light reflects off my icp
Waiter, ice the crystal, let it simmer
Lights too bright, here's a grand make them dimmer
I kept fronting and I just couldn't stop
I don't mind spending paper when it's looking that hot
[Chorus]
Your car makes me hot hot hot
You just make me just hot hot hot
I Iike you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy, just don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'll take you for all you've got
Baby girl, just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh
[Verse 3]
You burst out of semi-[?]
She pulled down the straps to her dress
Reached in the [?] sparked up sess
Banging some Wu-Tang, feeling the [?]
She said, "Now would you wanna sell your soul for chips
And give up girl to push whips?"
Never miss some spiritual down to my bone
Why you takin' jumbo in that zone?
She said, "I would do anything for [?]
Give deep [?] to [?] man coats
Take off my [?], drop to my knees"
Talking in my face, breath smelling like cheese
I asked her, "Shorty you degrade yourself
Just to throw a little bit of ice on the shelf"
You turnin' me off, I can't lie, Keisha said, "Why?"
I said, "Yo, how can a man respect that
Knowin' if he paid, then he correct that"
Ice is the price for an overnight wife
A true shark caller don't want that in his life
So all you ladies that are selling you're souls
You need to put you hooker vibes on hold
Ask for Keisha, she working on the stroll
Dead ass broke, but her pimp the man grow
[Chorus]
Your car makes me hot hot hot
You just make me hot hot hot
I Iike you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy, don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'm a take you for all you've got
Baby girl, just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh
Your car makes me hot hot hot
You just make me hot hot hot
I Iike you're rocks rocks rocks
They make me hot hot hot
Baby boy, don't stop stop stop
You keep me hot hot hot
I'm a take you for all you've got
Baby girl, just stop stop stop
Check yourself, uh
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