Hot Girl Baby Tate (Ft. Kari Faux)

[Chorus: Yung Baby Tate]
I'm too hot to handle (Hot)
I'm too hot to handle (Too hot)
I'm too hot to handle (Hot)
I'm too hot to handle
Hot like a candle in the middle of a flame
Hot like a sandal, all these beaches know my name
Hot like a spot when you really in the game
Hot like a shot that just got the fame

[Verse 1: Kari Faux]
I'm hot, these niggas can't fuck with me
And they always stay pressed like cold cutlery
Gotta get your paper up, up, up, up, up, up
If you wanna see what's up with me
I'm hot like California when it hasn't gotten rain
I'm the king of the hill and I'm slingin' propane
Spicy lil' chick'll make him eat it out the frame
And I make him go faster when I'm tuggin' on his chain
If you can't stand the heat then you should move away
You living in the shade with no place to stay
And that's tragic, got the energy of a dragon
On my carpet in the sky, I'm Aladdin
Pull up to the spot, make you break a sweat
Let me put you on game so you won't forget
Hotter than a sauna and that's on that
Just left the Bahamas with tan lines on my back 'cause I'm hot