Artist: Lil Wayne Album: Da Drought 3 Song: This Is Why I'm Hot Typed by: mainevent_4@yahoo.com [Lil Wayne] Rasta dem king of the jungle Dreadlocks swing down me back like Rapunzel My bread run sling dem pack in a bundle We?ll take yo ting sell it back to yo uncle And we?ll make it rain 'till ya dances to come true We?ll make it rain til ya better bring a swim suit Alone when I came but I'm leavin wit dem too Girls give me brain give me brain like Temple And him got game game sharp like a pencil Now if you want vermeils we can crash like a cymbal Look upon me window I'm a new sports coupe 12 horses in the hood sittin on horseshoes Come from the land dat Jesus walk through Sacrifice me life man I bleed for me own crew Dem no wanna rum rum wit me dem no want to Murder dem and the family dem belong to Gangsta dem know it run the street like the car do You can hafta leave me or dearly depart you Hip hop is mines now mines what ya gone do I can jump on any nigga song and make a part two Play time for me cuz see to me they are cartoons How come every joint be on point like a harpoon How come every bar stand strong like a bar stool How come every line so raw you gone snort to Murder dem man I murder dem Fuck a competition man I murder dem Man I murder dem man I murder dem Fuck a competition man I murder dem