A Tribe Called Quest Hot 4 U Lyrics

  
 Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo 
 Knew a girl named Shelley 
 Six-pack belly 
 When we made love she made it shake like jelly 
 Put her own video star on my tele 
 Lived in the Bronx on the block named Fortelly 
 Had to be jetty cause this sucker hold netty 
 Kept blowing me up, her jonesing was steady 
 Told my man Louie that I really wasn?t ready 
 Louie when we did it, man, we both got sweaty 
  
 (Phife) 
  
 This girl from my past 
 Had ridiculous ass 
 She attended UMASS and she passed every class 
 Walked down the hall with her stuffed up sass 
 Told the basketball players, she liked how they pass 
 But when I use to hit it 
 The ball cat, she quit it 
 She wouldn?t ad-mit it 
 But shorty was addicted 
 (Say Word) Word, Nigga you heard 
 Like a fiend with a queen when he catches the bird 
  
 (Q-Tip) 
  
 Knowing how we living I?ma talk about Mayo 
 ?Sagartery and mommy? Her love was a KO 
 We was on the under, had to stay on the lay low 
 Use to go so deep, she had to say Aiyyo 
 Rock with her friend, but her friend drove both way 
 Asked her about it and she used to say No way 
 Just let it go yo, I used to say OK 
 Just another day but fight anyway 
  
 Chorus: 
 (Q-Tip) 
 I put it down man, whatcha gonna do 
 (Phife) 
 Well hell, I put it down son, whatcha gonna do 
 (Together) 
 We put it down for the area crew 
 All the shortys that smoking y?all whoo 
 Looking good it you sipping on your brew 
 Come here ma, we make it hot for you 
 Come here ma, we make it hot for you 
 Come here ma, we make it hot for you 
  
 (Phife) 
  
 Met a shorty named Kenny 
 >From East Saint Louie 
 Body good and plenty 
 The finest in Missouri 
 If you had no money, you better hit the highway 
 Even in her own right, she had to do it her way 
  
 (Q-Tip) 
  
 It was an ill situation when I met Dantanya 
 Worked in Saint Louis, in her mother?s hair parlor 
 Use to hit her man for cake to come see me 
 Her and her man from home, they sold heemey 
 We had it hemmed, locked, sold and shit 
 When I thugged it yo, she said I was the ultimate 
 Broke her up kid, driving the drill like Truck Turner 
 All of things they did not concern her 
 People that we love yo, we love for a passion 
 I?ma type of cat that brings forth the action 
 You feeling me yo? 
 I hope you hearing me yo 
 One more thing before you start cheering me yo 
  
 Chorus: 
 (Q-Tip) 
 I put it down Phife, what we gonna do 
 (Phife) 
 Well hell, I put it down son, whatcha gonna do 
 (Together) 
 We put it down for the area crew 
 All the shortys that smoking y?all whoo 
 Looking good it you sipping on your brew 
 Come here ma, we make it hot for you (repeat till end 



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