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[Chorus]
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot
This is why
This is why, uh
This is why I'm hot (uh)
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot, woo
This is why
This is why
This is why I'm hot
I'm hot 'cause I'm fly (fly)
You ain't 'cause you're not (Mims)
This is why
This is why
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot
I don't gotta rap
I can sell a mill, sell you nothing on the track
I represent New York
I got it on my back
And they say that we lost it
So I'm a bring it back
I love the dirty, dirty
'Cause niggas show me love
The ladies start to bounce
As soon as I hit the club
But in the Midwest
They love to take it slow
So when I hit the H
I watch you get it on the floor
And if you needed hyphy
I take it to the bay
Frisco to Sac town
They do it e'ryday
Compton to Hollywood
As soon as I hit L.A.
I'm in that low, low
I do it the Cali way
And when I hit the Chi
People say that I'm fly
They like the way I dress, they like (they like my) my attire
Move crowds from side to side
They ask me how I do it, and simply I reply
[Chorus]
This is why I'm hot
Catch me on the block
Every other day
Another bitch, another drop
Sixteen bars, twenty-four pop
Forty-four songs, nigga, gimme what you got
I'm in there driving cars
Push them off the lot
I'm into shutting stores down so I can shop
If you need a bird, I can get it chopped
Tell me what you need; you know I get 'em by the flock
I call my homey black; meet me on the ave
I hit Wash heights with the money in the bag
We into big spinners
See my pimping never dragged
Find me with different women that you niggas never had
For those who say they know me know I'm focused on my cream
Playa, you come between; you'd better focus on the beam
I keep it so feen the way you see me lean
And when I say I'm hot, my nigga, this is what I mean
[Chorus]
This is why I'm hot
Shorty see the drop
Ask me what I paid, and I say, "yeah, I paid a quap"
And then I hit the switch that take away the top
So chicks around the way - they call me cream of the crop
They hop in the car
I tell them all about
We hit the studio; they say they like the way I record
I gave you black train, and I did you wrong
So every time I see them, and they tell me that's their song
They say I'm the bomb
They love the way the charm hanging from the neck
And compliments the arm which compliments the ear, then comes the gear
So when I hit the room, the shorties stop and stare
Then niggas start to hate, rearrange their face
Little do they know I keep them things by waist side
I reply, "nobody gotta die"
Similar to Lil' Wiz 'cause I got the fire
[Chorus]
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot
This is why
This is why, uh
This is why I'm hot (uh)
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot, woo
This is why
This is why
This is why I'm hot
I'm hot 'cause I'm fly (fly)
You ain't 'cause you're not (Mims)
This is why
This is why
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot
I don't gotta rap
I can sell a mill, sell you nothing on the track
I represent New York
I got it on my back
And they say that we lost it
So I'm a bring it back
I love the dirty, dirty
'Cause niggas show me love
The ladies start to bounce
As soon as I hit the club
But in the Midwest
They love to take it slow
So when I hit the H
I watch you get it on the floor
And if you needed hyphy
I take it to the bay
Frisco to Sac town
They do it e'ryday
Compton to Hollywood
As soon as I hit L.A.
I'm in that low, low
I do it the Cali way
And when I hit the Chi
People say that I'm fly
They like the way I dress, they like (they like my) my attire
Move crowds from side to side
They ask me how I do it, and simply I reply
[Chorus]
This is why I'm hot
Catch me on the block
Every other day
Another bitch, another drop
Sixteen bars, twenty-four pop
Forty-four songs, nigga, gimme what you got
I'm in there driving cars
Push them off the lot
I'm into shutting stores down so I can shop
If you need a bird, I can get it chopped
Tell me what you need; you know I get 'em by the flock
I call my homey black; meet me on the ave
I hit Wash heights with the money in the bag
We into big spinners
See my pimping never dragged
Find me with different women that you niggas never had
For those who say they know me know I'm focused on my cream
Playa, you come between; you'd better focus on the beam
I keep it so feen the way you see me lean
And when I say I'm hot, my nigga, this is what I mean
[Chorus]
This is why I'm hot
Shorty see the drop
Ask me what I paid, and I say, "yeah, I paid a quap"
And then I hit the switch that take away the top
So chicks around the way - they call me cream of the crop
They hop in the car
I tell them all about
We hit the studio; they say they like the way I record
I gave you black train, and I did you wrong
So every time I see them, and they tell me that's their song
They say I'm the bomb
They love the way the charm hanging from the neck
And compliments the arm which compliments the ear, then comes the gear
So when I hit the room, the shorties stop and stare
Then niggas start to hate, rearrange their face
Little do they know I keep them things by waist side
I reply, "nobody gotta die"
Similar to Lil' Wiz 'cause I got the fire
[Chorus]
Lyrics submitted by kmk_natasha
Track duration: 04:14
"This Is Why I'm Hot [Remix]" as written by Leon Haywood, Albert Johnson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Rodney Basil Price, Thomas Earl Simons, Shawn Maurice Mims, Curtis Leon Lundy, Jonathan H. Smith, Earl T. Stevens, Dawn Penn, Winston Delano Riley, Winston Jr. Thomas, Schofield,
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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You ain't 'cause you're not (Mims)." These relationships, after days of painstaking attempts to decipher them, are thus: to be hot and fly are one and the same, hence to not be hot and to not be fly are likewise one and the same. Right after saying "not," he interjects with "Mims," which further suggests that to not be Mims (the rapper) is to not be fly, which by the aforementioned relationship infers that to not be Mims is to not be fly OR hot. By the converse, to be Mims is to indeed be fly as well as hot. In addition to this profound illustration of Mims' utter genius, the paradox "I don't gotta rap /
I can sell a mill, sell you nothing on the track" once again blows the listener's mind more than it may have already been by the initial theory. I could go on, but only one who possesses a PhD could properly explain this song in a way that does it justice.
this song is definitely Mims' attempt to communicate mathematical principles to the uneducated ghetto community.
Forget Bono - Mims' work for the betterment of society is unparalleled.
1) "I'm hot cause I'm fly."
2) "you aint (hot) cause your not (fly)"
3) rearanging statement 1 gives "fly implies hot"
4) rearanging statement 2 gives "not fly implies not hot"
5) statement 4 proves that "hot implies fly"
6) "hot implies fly" and "fly implies hot" means that the two sets are equivalent!
MIMS statements mathematically show that "hot" and "fly" are in fact different words for the exact same thing. there is no difference between the two!
maybe this is his attempt to teach discrete mathematics to his audience which is very philanthropic of him... Then again maybe i've read to much into it and his lyrics ARE actually shallow, poorly thought out dross.
Thank u mims (?) for a song that changed our way of looking at life, and specificaly hotness.
Whats wrong with people to like this???
You aint cuz ur not??!?!?!?? wtf!
I watch you get it on da floor"
Every version I've heard (radio version and uncut) sounds like it has a missing word there. Is something edited out? I don't think he's saying "H" like these lyrics claim.
what makes this song even funnier to me is that I'm almost certain this wanna-be rapper in my school sang this at my school's talent show. oh the irony.
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What's really gay is that girl's name. FallOutGirl16.
This song may be stupid.. but nothing is stupider than Fall Out Boy.