This Is Why I'm Hot - Mims

This is why I’m hot

This is why I’m hot

This is why

This is why uh

This is why I’m hot (Uh)

This is why I’m hot

This is why I’m hot whoo

This is why

This is why

This is why I’m hot

I’m hot 'cause I’m fly (fly)

You ain’t 'cause you’re not (Mims)

This is why

This is why

This is why I’m hot

I’m hot 'cause I’m fly (fly)

You ain’t 'cause you’re not (Mims)

This is why

This is why

This is why I’m hot

This is why I’m hot

I don’t gotta rap

I can sell a mill sayin nothin on da track

I represent New York

I got it on ma back

And dey say dat we lost it

So I’ma bring it back

I luv da dirty, dirty

'cause niggas show me luv

The ladies start to bounce

As soon as I hit da club

But in da Midwest

Dey luv to take it slow

So when I hit da H

I watch you get it on da floor

And if you needed it hyphy

I take it to da Bay

Frisco to Sac-town

Dey do it eryday

Coppin a Hollywood

As soon as I hit L. A

I’m in dat Low, Low

I do it da Cali way

And when I hit Chi

People say dat I’m fly

Dey like da way I dress dey like

(Dey like my) my attire move crowds from side to side

Dey ask me how I do it and simply I reply

This is why I’m hot

Catch me on da block

Every otha day

Another bitch another drop

Sixteen bars, twenty four pop

Forty four songs, nigga gimme what you got

I’m in there drivin cars

Push 'em off da lot

I’m into shuttin stores down so I can shop

If you need a bird I can get it chopped

Tell me wat you need you know I get 'em by da flock

I call ma homie black meet on da ave

I hit wash with da money in da bag

We into big spinners

See my pimpin never dragged

Find me wit different women dat you niggas never had

For those who say dey know me know I’m focused on ma cream

Playa you come between you’d better focus on da beam

I keep it so mean da way you see me lean

And when say I’m hot my nigga dis is what I mean

This is why I’m hot

Shorty see da drop

Ask me wat I paidd and I say yea I paid a quap

And den I hit da switch dat take away da top

So chicks 'round da way dey call me cream of da crop

Dey hop in da car

I tell 'em all bout

We hit da studio dey say dey like da way I record

I gave you black train and I did you wrong

So everytime I see 'em and dey tell me dat’z their song

Dey say I’m da bomb

Dey luv da way da charm hangin from da neck

And compliments da arm which compliments da ear den comes da gear

So when I hit da room da shortyz stop and stare

Den niggas start to hate rearrange their face

Little do dey know I keep 'em things by waistside

I reply nobody gotta die

Simliar to Lil wizzy 'cause I got dat fire