Hot Stuff Gucci Mane (Ft. Keyshia Ka'oir)

[Intro: DJ Drama & Gucci Mane]
Zone 6
It's the trap shit, trap shit, trap shit, trap shit
Bouldercrast
It's Gucci, huh
Dramatic, nigga
Clester Ave
I need a trap girl, trap girl, trap girl, trap girl
DJ the fuck Drama
Lil' mama so fast, lil' mama so fast, slow down, huh
Lil' mama so jazzy, lil' mama so bad

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & Keyshia Ka'oir]
She got that hot stuff (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
She got that hot stuff (Hot, hot, hot, uh, hot, uh)
Baby, you the grown-up, damn, you the grown-up
Baby girl, you're showin' off, showin' off
Got that hot stuff (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
Baby, come and get it 'cause you know I got that hot stuff
Got that hot stuff (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
Baby, come and get it 'cause you know I got that grown-up
Baby, you the grown-up, damn, you the grown-up (A grown-up, a grown-up)
Baby girl, you're showin' off, showin' off (Ha, ha, ha, ha, I'm so grown up)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane & Keyshia Ka'oir]
Got Hollywood watching you, watching me (Watching me)
Jockin' you or was you jockin' me?
Seen me come up in the hood (Oh)
Then you was too young for me (Yeah)
Younger than me, six years
So that makes up twenty-two (Huh?, twenty-three, oh yeah)
Twenty-two or twenty-eight
Ain't seen her since her in '93 (Well, damn, yeah)
Ninety-three thousand dollar, old school just for her pussy (Well, damn)
Let your hair down, eat the Levi's, I'll crank up the beat (Oh, woah)
Graduated, look at me, 'said she went to Georgia State
I play for So Icey, baby, ballin' like the NBA
Really in her face, small in the waist (Oh, oh)
Will fire her like the birds got crazy (Oh)
Nails stay done, quick A1
Never been married or she never had a baby (No)
No old lady, my old lady (I'm so done)
Your old lady, my lady, your lady
Texas face, Sex In The City (No)
Sex In The City, she eat that nigga, uh (Oh)