Hope y'all ready for what's about to happen

Hope y'all ready for what's about to happen

Oh my god

Oh my god

Slip-N-Slide Records

Society, Miami

Word up, we 'bout to drop this hot shit for the world

For the world, for the world, for the world y'all

Hot shit, baby, yeah

Make 'em bounce, baby

Ayo, hot shit, hot shit, yeah

Society, Slip-N-Slide

I go by the name of DJ Khaled Arab Attack

Society, let 'em know, son...

I Welcome y'all to the dirty south cantina

Here we smoke good and everything look greener..

Now and then I get a contact from them sinners when

I should be home studying swimmin in my Dominican

Touch my brain it's a joy ride on the mother plane

Ordained ministry, Chemistry 101 so I can make the bomb shit and know just where to drop it at

I plot the coordinates dog , tell them where we at

We in the cockpit about to let off the hot shit

I check my compass for lattitude my mic your attitude

Splatter Crews, batter and bruise your team leader

Grill 'em like a fajita chop 'em put 'em in the heater

How many wanna fly but they scared of heights

Scared of mics, scared to write, they scared of light

Lookin for vampires all in hip hop attire, they all suck

They doin this loosely for a buck

Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit

To make heads bop to this hot shit

DJ's rockin' hot shit

Blastin'

Hot shit, word up

Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit

To make heads bop to this hot shit

DJ's rockin' hot shit

Blastin'

Hot shit, word up

I was born with nothing, die with nothing, in between

I want everything the ring and the girl

Shake the world till they fear me like the last day of this millenium

My brain too quick and my shit process like Pentium

Super amazing, blazing the spot with this hotness

You can't believe don't let your ears deceive you we got this

We bout the southern competence, predominance, prominent competent for this new era while you floss with mascara

I'm worldwide without the web, grateful without the dead

Juicy without the fruit or the loops for the troops

I kick the ill titanic flow, side of black DiCaprio

There's one year to go the hot shit bout the blow

Feel the humidity , showing you face like humility

Trying to make more cheese than enemies through my lingual ability

Off the tranquility instability

Yo even people that's paralyzed is feelin me

Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit

To make heads bop to this hot shit

DJ's rockin' hot shit

Blastin'

Hot shit, word up

Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit

To make heads bop to this hot shit

DJ's rockin' hot shit

Blastin'

Hot shit, word up

Since the breakdown, fake ass rappers this is the shakedown

One take you can't retaliate I lay it straight down

Ya'll **** need an hour to come up with a verse

Bitch ****'s with no rehersal snatch the money out your purse

Then I'm gone, you can find me in the lab with the guard so deep

To guard my leak exchanging figures of speech

Reach for the goal and get your arms amputated

You said you was droppin the shit, but now you constipated

Imma put 'em in the water now

Imma give 'em what they order now

Seduce him introduce 'em to intellectual slaughter now

We the cure and the medicine, jetison the spray and the gel cap

Now clap if you can feel that, demand that star

These killers ain't up to par I'm live

Take 'em in the woods put a hole in one like Tiger

Survival of the fittest, is you real **** with us? (Hell Yah)

Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit

To make heads bop to this hot shit

DJ's rockin' hot shit

Blastin'

Hot shit, word up

Hey yo, we came here to drop the hot shit

To make heads bop to this hot shit

DJ's rockin' hot shit

Blastin'

Hot shit, word up