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Artist:A Tribe Called Quest
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Album:The Love Movement
Track:Hot 4 U
 
Date Added:24/10/2007
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Views:621
 
Lyrics:Q-Tip)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Knew a girl named Shelley
Six-pack
belly
When we made love she made it shake like jelly
Put her own video star on my
tele
Lived in the Bronx on the block named Fortelly
Had to be jetty cause this
sucker hold netty
Kept blowing me up, her jonesing was steady
Told my man Louie
that I really wasn’t ready
Louie when we did it, man, we both got sweaty
/> (Phife)

This girl from my past
Had ridiculous ass
She
attended UMASS and she passed every class
Walked down the hall with her stuffed up sass /> Told the basketball players, she liked how they pass
But when I use to hit it

The ball cat, she quit it
She wouldn’t ad-mit it
But shorty was addicted /> (Say Word) Word, Nigga you heard
Like a fiend with a queen when he catches the bird


(Q-Tip)

Knowing how we living I’ma talk about Mayo

?Sagartery and mommy? Her love was a KO
We was on the under, had to stay on the lay low /> Use to go so deep, she had to say Aiyyo
Rock with her friend, but her friend drove
both way
Asked her about it and she used to say No way
Just let it go yo, I used
to say OK
Just another day but fight anyway

Chorus:
(Q-Tip) /> I put it down man, whatcha gonna do
(Phife)
Well hell, I put it down son,
whatcha gonna do
(Together)
We put it down for the area crew
All the
shortys that smoking y’all whoo
Looking good it you sipping on your brew
Come
here ma, we make it hot for you
Come here ma, we make it hot for you
Come here ma,
we make it hot for you

(Phife)

Met a shorty named Kenny /> >From East Saint Louie
Body good and plenty
The finest in Missouri

If you had no money, you better hit the highway
Even in her own right, she had to do it her
way

(Q-Tip)

It was an ill situation when I met Dantanya /> Worked in Saint Louis, in her mother’s hair parlor
Use to hit her man for cake to
come see me
Her and her man from home, they sold heemey
We had it hemmed, locked,
sold and shit
When I thugged it yo, she said I was the ultimate
Broke her up kid,
driving the drill like Truck Turner
All of things they did not concern her
People
that we love yo, we love for a passion
I’ma type of cat that brings forth the action /> You feeling me yo?
I hope you hearing me yo
One more thing before you start
cheering me yo

Chorus:
(Q-Tip)
I put it down Phife, what we
gonna do
(Phife)
Well hell, I put it down son, whatcha gonna do

(Together)
We put it down for the area crew
All the shortys that smoking y’all
whoo
Looking good it you sipping on your brew
Come here ma, we make it hot for you
(repeat till end
 
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