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[Intro]REEEEEEMIXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!! PART THREE!!!!!!![Diddy] (Red Cafe)BAAAAAAAAAAAAADDBOYYYYYYYY!!!!!THIS IS THE REMIX!!!!Red Cafe! WHO THE FUCK Y'ALL THINK Y'ALL FUCKIN WITH!!!!THIS IS WHAT YOU BEEN WAITIN FOR!!! I RUN SHIT HERE!!!!YOU JUST LIVE HERE!!!!!! (What else!!!!)THIS IS BAD BOY MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!!!! (HUH!!!!!!!!!!)[Verse One: Red Cafe]I'm the hottest in the hood, chick game sillyChick hand in my draws tryin to Free WillyNow all y'all really tryin to rhyme like meBoy verse fly like I wrote in on the planeHuh! Push weight no RoyceNow the check cleared Shakedown, Bad BoyHottest in the world, hottest in the gameRap King James I'm a put it on the chainBig hog at the valet DAMNGet 'em on they toes like it's ballet DAAAAAAAMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!Yeah! I get my 2Pac onThuglife hottest in the hood dot com[Verse Two: Juganot]Yeah, when you on the eastside, homie ask about meJuganot, ain't nobody that could doubt meHot up in the hood like a Jag or AudiI'm hot like ridin camel back in Saudi ArabiaThe boy's beha-vior - is rowdy!Strapped on that +Iron Man+ like Rob DowneyHotter than a crucifix at Klan ralliesGot crews of chicks sweatin me like Ballys (Work it out)I'm hot up in the hood like a Hemi (VROOM!)Like Eddie role, anywhere with a semiThat'll +Ghost+ you and your click like Patrick and DemiWith one eye closed, holdin the hand real steady[Chorus: Red Cafe]And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on, and the beat goes onAnd the beat goes on, and the beat goes on, and the beat goes onI'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!!!!!I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!!!!!I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!!!!!I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!!!!![Verse Three: Papoose]Papoose, Pa-Poose! I'm the best in the worldI talk like a Webstar record "GO GIRL!!!"Got the AK's, y'all could dieI keep the two K's with me, like Karl KaniI'm a show 'em how to bring painPut some wholes in his white tee, that's what I call T-PainGo get some anti-freeze, I think they should I'm like the engine, I'm the hottest thing in the hood[Verse Four: Ross Fortune] (Red Cafe)Touchdown!!! If you're small-time grindin, you gettin that Fool's GoldWith me, I'm a pitch it, I'll kick it like foosball Piff pills, hard wired or some good rawMain reason we the hottest in the hood dawg(Yeah, Ross Fortune) - Ask about me(That Shakedown Marcel)- Ask about meRoss Fortune on deck, lot of stacks around meNo guards, just shooters that'll blast around meIf it ain't Shakedown, then it ain't im-POR-tantIf it ain't about money, that shit sound foreignWhen you hear "Touchdown", know that's FortuneWe scorin, it's movin, we got it in motion - Touchdown[Chorus: Red Cafe]And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on, and the beat goes onAnd the beat goes on, and the beat goes on, and the beat goes onI'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!!!!!I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!!!!!I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!!!!!I'm the hottest nigga, in the hooooooooooddddddddd!!!!![Verse Five: Kardinal Offishall]I'm the hottest in yo' hood, hottest in yo' blockWall Street economics with a T-Dot bopGot my passport lookin like Weezy's tattoosFlyin from hood to hood Mr. InternationalSlums I roll by the clubs of PhillySuburbs of ATL tryin to wife ChilliJamaica Ave. silly, shoppin like I mustBe the only Konvict nigga the hood discussBesides my homey Red, Rock City and The BossT-Pain lost a couple teeth but he still flossGet it, I'm a monster America OnlineI'm a foreigner, better than Barack in his prime[Verse Six: Uncle Murda]I know I'm hot, it ain't the marijuanaIf I ain't, then Chris Brown ain't hit Rihanna (He even BIT her!!!)And you can't say I ain't the truthThat's like sayin if the cops think you got a gun They ain't 'gon shoot (BLOAW!)I'm on fire, the haters still hatin on meFlow so hot, Satan in Hell waitin on me (I'm hotter than HIM!!!)'Cause of me, err'body rappin tougherI call 'em lil' Kanyes' and I'm they +Big Brother+(Word to MUTHA!!!)