Fever (Dirty)

Neverrr know how much I love you woo!

Neverrr know how much I care No I.D.

And when you put your arms around me

I get the fever that's so hard to bare

You give me fever

Uhh, here go that arrogant, stuffy head, cold leave you achin

from asses ah-shakin all night to rest well medicine

It's that {"{"}FE-VER} take two of these, call me in the mornin

You gon' still feel sick, cause it's that {"{"}give you that fever}

I give 'em all the plague, I'm awfully paid

And still make a cold starve for days

Never the type that ran, whatever the fight I'm in

You half-hearted, but I take this medicine like a man

For that {"{"}FE-VER} that keep these ****** sweatin bullets

Clack clack, naw them the ones that you caught for tryin to pull it

This that {"{"}FE-VER} somebody warn the industry

'Fest on FIRE, and burnin in the third degree

'Til they murder me, five-oh get no words from me

And if they do then that's perjury

{"{"}FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce

Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr

Play women so false, flick your drawers off

Fuh, fuh-fuh, we got that fe-verrr

{"{"}FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce

Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr

Play women so false, flick your drawers off

Yeah we got, we got that fe-verrr

Hmm, left the path to wipe sweat from his brow

Except that his smile'll infect crowds

Hot as Hades, I got a lot of ladies strippin down to they drawers

That's him, and by him I mean me

By me, you seem weak homey like yo' heart pump green tea

I stack greenbacks then lean back, scorchin hot

My torch'll leave yo' ass charcoal black, I got that {"{"}FE-VER}

You better listen to them old wives' tales

I can look in yo' eyes, you high as hell for that {"{"}FE-VER}

Rhymefest Peligrino, I quench thrist

****** better act like that ***** work

I'm workin progress the pimp's back youse a work in progress

You feelin the son/sun, respect my hotness

So many fine chicks s*it's gettin monotonous

But still I love the way that she shakes her maracas for that

{"{"}FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce

Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr

Play women so false, flick your drawers off

Fuh, fuh-fuh, we got that fe-verrr

{"{"}FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce

Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr

Play women so false, flick your drawers off

Yeah we got, we got that fe-verrr

Step in the club with my swagger, ****** get bruised & then battered

Grind mode is what I'm reppin and yep!

Hot as the grease when it sizzle and pop in your eye

Now you shrivel and chickens be gigglin like {"{"}give you that fever}

Yeah homey, I makes that club turn to a sweatbox

Like 50 horny Jamaicans with dreadlocks

30 chicks in the lobby, probably 5 of 'em ready to party

Cause I'm an ol' funny ***** like Redd Foxx

But this is more than jokes, y'all ****** sorta broke

You can never be hot as me, you can't even afford a coat

I got that {"{"}FE-VER} ha-ha-ha-hot as hellfire, brimstone

Stiletto brim hats, b*****s with gems on

****** with Timbs on, Jenny Jones to Jim Jones

I get the d-down like syndrome

I get r-round like rims on, the ghetto King Kong that sing songs

and made a BILLION DOLLARS ON RINGTONES~!

{"{"}FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce

Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr

Play women so false, flick your drawers off

Fuh, fuh-fuh, we got that fe-verrr

{"{"}FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce

Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr

Play women so false, flick your drawers off

Yeah we got, we got that fe-verrr

FE-VER! Everybody's, got that fever, give you that fever

FE-VER! Everybody's, got that fever

FE-VER! Everybody's, got that fever, give you that fever

FE-VER!