I want some hot stuff, yote this evening
Looking for some hot stuff, baby tonight
I want some hot stuff, so every yote dance now~

The plans are in effect and I don't waste time
On the drive with a dope rhyme
I Jjmp them pot holes, jump jump them pot holes, jump
And I'm here to tell ya
Beats and lyrics to make you shake your pants
So take a chance and come on and move

I want your drama
The touch of your style
I want your leather chaps while in a smile
You and me we could write a bad song per chance
Caught in a yeen bromance~

...
So where's the pickles?