Hot Commidity - Trina/Rick Ross

Yeah that's that real sh*t feel me (feel me)

Lay back Maybach ugh

Up in this p**sy feel better than the lottery

Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity

Six figures from the ni**a cause he got to be

Don't lie to me; I'm what you try to be

I'm a big girl not a little girl

I had a real man

Moving real girl

We was real close

He had real money

All he ever asked never steal from me

That was real sh*t

I'm a real b**ch

He told me stay real and I'm a make you real rich

Back to reality

Is this real

Big house on the hill far from Lincoln Field (ohh)

I'm so hood yet I wouldn't stay

Couldn't name a price that the ni**a wouldn't pay

Snap my fingers he'll be over here today

If I asks he'll rub my feet for days

Cause up in this p**sy feel better than the lottery

Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity

Six figures from the ni**a cause he got to be

Don't lie to me; I'm what you try to be

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who is the baddest of them all

Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity

Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who is the baddest of them all

There was a rubble tubble 5 minutes it lasted

You the b**ch in the flyest fashions

Pull up to the crib park on the grass

The boy so trill spark up the grass

She's so real with all kind a a**

And 6 inch heels with LV bags

The g's in the G's

So G's on the g's

She's so high class

I need nor steeze

Cover girl centerfold (fold) got me spending doe (doe)

I ain't tripping tho

Cause ya boy dealing d**e (d**e)

Before I heard I didn't kiss to much (naw)

But right now

I need a b**ch to crush (come here)

Crib so plush (plush)

B**ch don't blush (blush)

20 stacks outta town

Just yo luck (boss)

Cause up in that p**sy feel better than the lottery

Don't lie to me yeah you a hot commodity

Six figures I give ya just to ride with me (ride)

Why fly coach Baby girl ride with me

Cause up in this p**sy feel better than the lottery

Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity

Six figures from a ni**a cause he got to be

Don't lie to me; I'm what you try to be

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who is the baddest of them all

Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity

Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who is the baddest of them all

There was a rubble tubble 5 minutes it lasted

You the b**ch in the flyest fashions

Smell the fragrances it's unforgettable

Had a hoes haten daten back to middle school

Apple Bottom jeans boots with tha fur

Might cause a blur so is it really her (is it her)

Leave ya man like Mmm

I'm done when I cum

Cause up in this p**sy feels better than the lottery

Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity

Dada county up to tall ahassee

Atlanta these ni**a be getting at me

Philly D C NY to Chi Town

Quick stop in New Orleans and damn near drowned (ugh)

But a b**ch so fly

I don't need no front

I live in tha sky

Deal with big money

Can you deal with a dime

I'm looking in ya eyes betta not tell a lie

Cause up in this p**sy feel better than the lottery

Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity

Six figures from a ni**a cause he got to be

Don't lie to me; I'm what you try to be

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who is the baddest of them all

Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity

Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who is the baddest of them all

There was a rubble tubble 5 minutes it lasted

You the b**ch in the flyest fashions