[Intro:]
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REEEEEEMIXXXXXXXXX! PART THREE!
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[Diddy (Red Cafe):]
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BAAAAAAAAAAAAADDBOYYYYYYYY!
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THIS IS THE REMIX!
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Red Cafe! WHO THE FUCK Y'ALL THINK Y'ALL FUCKIN WITH!
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THIS IS WHAT YOU BEEN WAITIN FOR! I RUN SHIT HERE!
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YOU JUST LIVE HERE! (What else!)
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THIS IS BAD BOY MOTHERFUCKER! (HUH!)
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[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
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I'm the hottest in the hood, chick game silly
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Chick hand in my draws tryin to Free Willy
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Now all y'all really tryin to rhyme like me
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Boy verse fly like I wrote in on the plane
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Huh! Push weight no Royce
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Now the check cleared Shakedown, Bad Boy
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Hottest in the world, hottest in the game
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Rap King James I'm a put it on the chain
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Big hog at the valet DAMN
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Get 'em on they toes like it's ballet DAAAAAAAMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNN!
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Yeah! I get my 2Pac on
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Thuglife hottest in the hood dot com
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[Verse 2: Juganot]
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Yeah, when you on the eastside, homie ask about me
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Juganot, ain't nobody that could doubt me
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Hot up in the hood like a Jag or Audi
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I'm hot like ridin camel back in Saudi Arabia
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The boy's beha-vior - is rowdy!
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Strapped on that "Iron Man" like Rob Downey
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Hotter than a crucifix at Klan rallies
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Got crews of chicks sweatin me like Ballys (Work it out)
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I'm hot up in the hood like a Hemi (VROOM!)
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Like Eddie role, anywhere with a semi
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That'll "Ghost" you and your click like Patrick and Demi
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With one eye closed, holdin the hand real steady
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[Chorus: Red Cafe]
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And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on, and the beat goes on
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And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on, and the beat goes on
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I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!
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I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!
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I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!
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I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!
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[Verse 3: Papoose]
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Papoose, Pa-Poose! I'm the best in the world
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I talk like a Webstar record "GO GIRL! "
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Got the AK's, y'all could die
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I keep the two K's with me, like Karl Kani
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I'm a show 'em how to bring pain
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Put some wholes in his white tee, that's what I call T-Pain
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Go get some anti-freeze, I think they should
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I'm like the engine, I'm the hottest thing in the hood
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[Verse 4: Ross Fortune] (Red Cafe)
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Touchdown! If you're small-time grindin, you gettin that Fool's Gold
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With me, I'm a pitch it, I'll kick it like foosball
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Piff pills, hard wired or some good raw
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Main reason we the hottest in the hood dawg
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(Yeah, Ross Fortune) - Ask about me
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(That Shakedown Marcel)- Ask about me
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Ross Fortune on deck, lot of stacks around me
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No guards, just shooters that'll blast around me
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If it ain't Shakedown, then it ain't I'm-POR-tant
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If it ain't about money, that shit sound foreign
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When you hear "Touchdown", know that's Fortune
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We scorin, it's movin, we got it in motion - Touchdown
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[Chorus: Red Cafe]
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And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on, and the beat goes on
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And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on, and the beat goes on
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I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!
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I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!
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I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!
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I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!
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[Verse 5: Kardinal Offishall]
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I'm the hottest in yo' hood, hottest in yo' block
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Wall Street economics with a T-Dot bop
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Got my passport lookin like Weezy's tattoos
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Flyin from hood to hood Mr. International
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Slums I roll by the clubs of Philly
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Suburbs of ATL tryin to wife Chilli
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Jamaica Ave. silly, shoppin like I must
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Be the only Konvict nigga the hood discuss
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Besides my homey Red, Rock City and The Boss
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T-Pain lost a couple teeth but he still floss
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Get it, I'm a monster America Online
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I'm a foreigner, better than Barack in his prime
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[Verse 6: Uncle Murda]
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I know I'm hot, it ain't the marijuana
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If I ain't, then Chris Brown ain't hit Rihanna (He even BIT her!)
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And you can't say I ain't the truth
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That's like sayin if the cops think you got a gun
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They ain't 'gon shoot (BLOAW!)
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I'm on fire, the haters still hatin on me
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Flow so hot, Satan in Hell waitin on me (I'm hotter than HIM!)
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'Cause of me, err'body rappin tougher
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I call 'em lil' Kanyes' and I' |