PSD - Hotta Den Steam lyrics

(Intro) Ya Ya ya (Yo, yo, yo) Let me get this sh** started, mayne (get this sh** started, mayne!) If it's gon' be a party, let me get the sh** started, mayne (get the party started, mayne!) Yadadameam? (yadadamean!) (Verse 1) Pa** the boilermaker, and your toilet paper I'm sh**tin' on fools, dope like a quarter caker Or a acre, not a Celtic or a Laker I'm a King, find me on Florin with a mouth full of bling In something clean, doing MY thing n***a what you mean, I'm a legend like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, I screwed your broad Snaked ya, 42 faked ya Oops, fooled ya, boy Who's ya boy? He's better of dead Let that cat know he's in over his head What? You ain't know? I'm mafia n***a Got a nation of thugs that'll die for ya n***a Ride for ya n***a, But, I need no mans Wanna tango? Come on, n***a, we gon' dance I'll do the Thizzle Wiggle, right on your face Then throw you in the trunk with the bump and the base (Hook 1 (by PSD)) Yadidamean, I'm Hotta Den Steam Sharp as a crease, n***a, follow my teach Bother me not, n***a, potna is mean A prophet-like street hustla, n***a Cutthoat heat tucka Yadidamean, I'm Hotta Den Steam Sharp as a crease, n***a, follow my teach Bother me not, n***a, potna is mean A prophet-like street hustla, n***a Cutthoat heat tucka (Verse 2) I'm prideful, pack a rifle, like Daniel Boone Romper Room tycoon, best things since cartoons And my platoon'll eat a n***a like shrooms Goons, muggin' n' thuggin' from July to June A gorilla do the baboon all in a womb Find me flossin' on flyers that say "Coming Soon" I 'coon, nocturnal, love the moon But we can meet in the middle of the street at high noon And my beat goes boom, to concern may it whom On this mic, I'll eat ya, no forks, knives or spoons I sport Nike shoes, strike Gucci and Louie From the Crest, on the best, light, sticky and gooey Never f** with the Chewy, but when I kick it with Dubee We pop several Thizzes, ooh we get stuey Shoo buh dee doo wop, doo buh dee doo Mirror, mirror on the wall, tell me who be the fool? (Hook 2 (by PSD)) Yadidamean, I'm Hotta Den Steam Sharp as a crease, n***a, follow my teach Bother me not, n***a, potna is mean A prophet-like street hustla, n***a Cutthoat heat tucka Yadidamean, I'm Hotta Den Steam Sharp as a crease, n***a, follow my teach Bother me not, n***a, potna is mean A prophet-like street hustla, n***a Cutthoat heat tucka (Verse 3) The Feds watch me, like I'm a f**in' Hitachi But I got Lessons And Suggestions, like The RBL Posse Protected by God, see, Them devils can't hurt me And them haters get ate just like Thanksgiving Turkey I'm a warrior, when I, come out and play I do it like we do it, n***a, out in The Bay Sideshow after every show, yokin' in a Chevy, ho Seven seven Box, or a Gla**house seven fo' You never no, yo, I keep 'em guessin' Strapped with a fat .40 Cal Smith & Wesson For my protection, but nobody see it 'Til it's funk, when it's funk, punk I 3D it Live N' Direct, I ride for respect And I got prison tactics, catch a knife to the neck Catch me in a 2 seater on Van Ness Ridin' with my 2 heaters, who wan' come test? (Hook 3 (by PSD)) Yadidamean, I'm Hotta Den Steam Sharp as a crease, n***a, follow my teach Bother me not, n***a, potna is mean A prophet-like street hustla, n***a Cutthoat heat tucka Yadidamean, I'm Hotta Den Steam Sharp as a crease, n***a, follow my teach Bother me not, n***a, potna is mean A prophet-like street hustla, n***a Cutthoat heat tucka Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!