Timbaland - It's Hot (Some Like It Hot) lyrics

[Produced by Timbaland] [Verse 1] Yo show closer, J-to-the-A-Y-Hovah Place shutter down, who the f**'ll f** around? Game spitter, Range sitter, Bentley driver n***a Keep a full clip I have to empty out on n***as Ho bagger, no slacker, get this sh** jumping Like eight blacks, four crackers, get your a** jumped Cris sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter n***a Gat buster, a** toucher.. clit licker Go against Jigga your a** is dense I'm about a dollar, what the f** is 50 Cents? Hot sh**, kick a n***a, turn these mics out My j**elry so bright you can turn these lights out Hovah's like Noah keep two in the truck I'm like U-Haul; every b**h moving I f** You move s*ut, I gotta put two in your bu*t I'm everything: the when's, why's, who's, and what n***a what? [Hook] Hell no you can't stop it, when it's hot it's hot My grind, keep me jumpin out of drop to drop My shine, lose your sight tryin to watch the watch When there's drama Jigga pop, Jigga pop, pop (repeat w/ minor variations) [Verse 2] Separate myself from the lame, no you can't see me I'm 6-0-0, you 300 C-E Give my ladies dick, my young hoes pee-pee Hits in a row like MJ; "Hee-hee!" Since I was waist height, late night, busting in the clouds Runnin wild, comin home late, cussing out my mouth n***as said, "Bryan leave your cousin in the house" Everytime we play the Dozen, he's bugging out While y'all was playin yo-yo, I was sittin on low pros Dippin the po-po, gettin that dough-dough No, no I ain't stupid I take loot kid What's in the bank? Shoot it Lose it like I ain't do it You wanna play Jigga n***a what you drank fluid? Got a full tank now you wanna pull rank? I clap steel, act ill, Jigga shoot thee Give you chest pains, leg sprains absolutely What? [Hook] [Verse 3 - Jay-Z] .38 revolve like the sun round the Earth Try to play hard get you found 'round the dirt Six shell casings found round your shirt {Crying} in surround sound from the hearse Jigga Man, trigger man, hit your man up Six shots, hit the pole, hit the van up Kidnap grown folks get them grands up Timbaland, hot sh**, get them hands up