Fever (Dirty)

Neverrr know how much I love you woo!
Neverrr know how much I care No I.D.
And when you put your arms around me
I get the fever that's so hard to bare
You give me fever
Uhh, here go that arrogant, stuffy head, cold leave you achin
from asses ah-shakin all night to rest well medicine
It's that {'{'}FE-VER} take two of these, call me in the mornin
You gon' still feel sick, cause it's that {'{'}give you that fever}
I give 'em all the plague, I'm awfully paid
And still make a cold starve for days
Never the type that ran, whatever the fight I'm in
You half-hearted, but I take this medicine like a man
For that {'{'}FE-VER } that keep these ****** sweatin bullets
Clack clack, naw them the ones that you caught for tryin to pull it
This that {'{'}FE-VER} somebody warn the industry
'Fest on FIRE, and burnin in the third degree
'Til they murder me, five-oh get no words from me
And if they do then that's perjury
{'{'}FE-VER } Hot like hot sauce
Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr
Play women so false, flick your drawers off
Fuh, fuh-fuh, we got that fe-verrr
{' {'}FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce
Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr
Play women so false, flick your drawers off
Yeah we got, we got that fe-verrr
Hmm, left the path to wipe sweat from his brow
Except that his smile'll infect crowds
Hot as Hades, I got a lot of ladies strippin down to they drawers
That's him, and by him I mean me
By me, you seem weak homey like yo' heart pump green tea
I stack greenbacks then lean back, scorchin hot
My torch'llleave yo' ass charcoal black, I got that {'{'}FE-VER}
You better listen to them old wives' tales
I can look in yo' eyes, you high as hell for that {' {'}FE-VER}
Rhymefest Peligrino, I quench thrist
****** better act like that ***** work
I'm workin progress the pimp's back youse a work in progress
You feelin the son/sun, respect my hotness
So many fine chicks s*it's gettin monotonous
But still I love the way that she shakes her maracas for that
{'{'} FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce
Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr
Play women so false, flick your drawers off
Fuh, fuh-fuh, we got that fe-verrr
{'{'}FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce
Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr
Play women so false, flick your drawers off
Yeah we got, we got that fe -verrr
Step in the club with my swagger, ****** get bruised & then battered
Grind mode is what I'm reppin and yep!
Hot as the grease when it sizzle and pop in your eye
Now you shrivel and chickens be gigglin like {'{'}give you that fever}
Yeah homey, I makes that club turn to a sweatbox
Like 50 horny Jamaicans with dreadlocks
30 chicks in the lobby, probably 5 of 'em ready to party
Cause I'm an ol' funny ***** like Redd Foxx
But this is more than jokes, y'all **** ** sorta broke
You can never be hot as me, you can't even afford a coat
I got that {'{'}FE-VER} ha-ha-ha-hot as hellfire, brimstone
Stiletto brim hats, b*****s with gems on
****** with Timbs on, Jenny Jones to Jim Jones
I get the d-down like syndrome
I get r-round like rims on, the ghetto King Kong that sing songs
and made a BILLION DOLLARS ON RINGTONES~!
{'{'}FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce
Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr
Play women so false, flick your drawers off
Fuh, fuh-fuh, we got that fe-verrr
{'{'}FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce
Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr
Play women so false, flick your drawers off
Yeah we got, we got that fe-verrr
FE-VER! Everybody's, got that fever, give you that fever
FE-VER! Everybody's, got that fever
FE-VER! Everybody's, got that fever, give you that fever
FE-VER!