Plies – Who Hotter Than Me

Who hotter than me,

Who hotter than me,

Who hotter than me nigga,

Who hotter than me,

Who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me

Who hotter than me,

Gotta a question for the streets who hotter than me

Who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me

Gotta a question for the streets

Who hotter than who hotter than me

Nigga who hotter than me (Ha, ha)

[Verse 1:]

How you feel hater’s ya hatin didn’t work

Thanks to ya’ll I’m the hottest thing on Earth

Got the bitches and the goons but I’m the first

Rose a couple mil and still in the verve

Catch me flushin through the city shawty no shirt

I don’t fall gonna come on the first

Blew life in the streets had em rebirth

See me on fire hater I know it gotta hurt

I’m so hood classic words

Wanna talk business what’s in the purse

Am I gon die won’t get murked

Who hotta than me nobody sir

[Hook: x2]

Gotta a question for the streets who hotter than me

Who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me

Gotta a question for the streets

Who hotter than who hotter than me

Nigga who hotter than me (Ha, ha)

[Verse 2:]

Bet cha can’t name a hoe who don’t want me

Like ya can’t name a city I ain’t hot in

Make you rich but by 30 grand

On fire dawg where my fans

Tell you what to call me promoter best friend

Put yo money on me if you want win

Lot of rappers sittin home on the weekend

Got a waitin list shawty put chall off in

Can’t move me dawg from 130 grand

Try ta give me 29 if ya think I’m playin

Who runnin the streets where all the moats end

Streets done spoke shawty I’m the man

[Hook: x2]

Gotta a question for the streets who hotter than me

Who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me

Gotta a question for the streets

Who hotter than who hotter than me

Nigga who hotter than me (Ha, ha)

[Verse 3:]

Somebody put me out I’m on fire

Please tell dem fags I’m retired

Know a lot of rappers for hire

Streets don’t fuck with you, you a liar

Plies real you preaching to the choir

Yo budds in the streets expired

Count a 100 grand I’m kinda tired

Keep your hoe from round me ‘fore I buy her

Goons love me I’m they supplier

Street cred don’t get no higher

Got the 40 homie cause I’m lired

Sincerely yours Mr. Pliers

[Hook:]

Gotta a question for the streets who hotter than me

Who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me

Gotta a question for the streets

Who hotter than who hotter than me

Nigga who hotter than me (Ha, ha)

Gotta a question for the streets who hotter than me

Who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me

Gotta a question for the streets

Who hotter than who hotter than me

Nigga who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me

Nigga who hotter than me