This is why I'm hot [X2] I'm hot cause I'm fly You hate cause you not This is why (this is why) This is why I'm hot I'm hot cause I'm fly You ain't cause you not (MIMS!) This is why (this is why) This is why I'm hot [Verse 1] This is why I'm hot, I don't gotta rap I could sell a mill, sayin' nothing on the track I represent New York, I got it on my back ni...s say that we lost it, so I'mma bring it back I love the Dirty Dirty, cause ni...s show me love The ladies start to bounce as soon as I hit the club But in the Midwest, they love to take it slow So when I hit that sh.., I watch 'em (get it on the flo') And if you need it hyphy, I'll take it to the Bay 'Frisco to Sac-Town, they do it everyday Compton to Hollywood, soon as I hit LA I'm in the low-low, I do it the Cali way And when I hit the Chi', people tell me that I'm fly They like the way I dress, they like my attire They love how I move crowds from side-to-side They ask me how I do it, and simply I reply [Hook] [Verse 2] This is why I'm hot, catch me on the block Every other day, another bi..., another drop 16 bars, 24 a pop 44 a song, ni... gimme what chu got I'm into drivin cars, fresh up off the lot Im into shuttin stores down, just so I could shop If you need a bird, I could get it chopped Tell me what chu need, you know I get 'em by the flock I call my homie Black, meet me on the Avvve I hit Wash. Heights with the money in the bag We into big spendin', you see my pimpin' never drag Find me with different women that you ni...s never had For those who say they know me, know I'm focused on my cream Playa you come between, you better focus on the beam I keep it so mean, the way you seen me lean And when I say I'm hot, my ni... this is what I mean [Hook] [Verse 3] This is why I'm hot, shorty see the drop Asked me what I paid, and I say yeah, I paid a gowp And then I hit the switch, that take away the top So chicks around the way, they call me Cream of the Crop They hop in the car, I tell 'em All aboard We hit the studio, they say they like how I record I gave 'em Black Train and I Did You Wrong So everytime I see them, they tell me that's their song They say I'm the bomb They love the way the charm Hangin from the neck, and compliments the arm Which compliments the ear, then comes the gear So when I hit the room, the shorties stop 'n stare ni...s start to hate, rearrange they face But little do they know, I keep them thangs by waist Son I reply, nobody got to die Similar to Lil' Weez cause I got the fire