Hot Toddy

[Intro] They call me T Lanez, copy T Lanez copy January 1st you better get your copy Mr. Peterson DJ Ill Will Look [Verse] Hot toddy, ya mama in the lobby Girl I'ma kill that body 'til they're calling it a hobby They treat me like a god but ain't calling me Muhammad See you might be an artist that don't mean that we platonic Oh, my chain rocky got me feeling like the Onyx I chauffeur to the telly to show her some new Ebonics So we at the telly she tell me she really on it I told her 'bout her jelly and to let me behind it I told her "give me brain," she started thinking beyond it She told me let's be honest oh really then let's be honest And then her friend walked in, damn that's ironic The bottoms of exotic its gotta make it erotic Mama shake it for papi, I'm probably making your body Make it crazy erotic to saddle up their variety Passenger promised [?] soon as I get up inside of that drive it like a Bugatti and game it like an Atari it's toddy [Outro] Lanez baby Yeah Uh, Fresco now we gettin' the best though Time is Money and ain't shit funny nigga Yeah Better go cop that Mr. Peterson come January 1st, 2011 We gon' shut it down, uh DJ Rockstar Shout out to my nigga Jay Shawn what's good my nigga Kirk what's poppin' Yuni, Dave, Rimes what's up Uh We gon' do it real live baby Mark my words I'ma take over the world Canada You are now in tune With your wifey favorite DJ DJ Ill Will DJ Rockstar