1 - Can you feel it?
   Can you feel it?
   Can you feel it?
   [Teddy Riley]
   It's makin' me hot, it's makin' me hot
   It's makin' me hot, yo, yo
  
   Can you feel it?
   Can you feel it?
   Can you feel it?
   [Teddy Riley]
   It's makin' me hot, it's makin' me hot
   It's makin' me hot, yo, yo
  
   [Charli]
   Uh uh uh
   Wanna test my waters? Step in
   Hot, no question, what? Interested?
   Chick blessed in drop
   No less than sick flows
   Tell me who the best in ill pitch, ill bitch, hit it
   Cats know I deliver blows, kill hits
   Kill the light switch, I'm barkin' in my CB
   Tight chick with charts in mind
   Hearts in my actress
   Better address me with status
   Ms. and Misses, ya'll who's and what's
   Came in viscious
   Everything I touch, ya'll wanna get it
   Cats wanna hit it, hide when I spit it
   What ya'll do? Did it. Wanna get it?
   Wanna get rich, I'mma show you money
   Now you want a hot chick, gotta throw your money
   Why you wanna hate me, I don't know you money
   Ya'll cats got late fee's, I don't owe you money
   Ya'll quick to wild out and just blow your money
   Should it stash high, burnin' flashlight
   Girls need to know if you're stuck for money
   Cats get sheisty, I might duck for money
   Let 'em know, you ain't gettin' buck for money
   And tall slick, I bank ten and front for money, what
  
   Repeat 1
  
   Yo, yo, yo, yo
   Feel me come through hard so ya'll hear me
   Turn back? Never, rap vendetta
   Each letter clever for that cheddar
   Ball in cold weather, mink on the sweater
   Don't speak to Heather
   Only fly lady certified Indy, the rest gotta pay me
   Chuck get shady, cats try to play me
   Waggin' Mercedes Benz for the lady
   Me that, so he that, where the keys at?
   Ride through, slide through for feedback
   Like damn, she ballin', damn she that chick
   Damn, she tall and, damn she got hits
   Damn, she mad cool, damn she been chillin'
   Damn, mad jewels, damn she be spillin'
   Trust, we gon' all ball love ya
   Pop bubbly, I'mma make ya'll love me, uh
  
   Repeat 1
  
   Yo, yo
   Just warmin' up, chilled the whole song
   Ya'll feel it yet? Killed the whole song
   Haters game raw, ain't nothin' pretty
   Bank head strong so checkbook pretty
   Reach the wrong city, crooked schemes
   Counterfeit fifty's, crooked seams
   Now I play scenes
   Genuine dollars, genuine presents, genuine ballers
   Stay real stack's back's you faces
   Back to basics, flip rhyme basses
   Chuck goin' lace it, ya'll gon' taste it
   Fresh new face, did it mark my spot
   Mark my "X", park my Lex, watch be 'Lex
   Face forgets nigga, lay some sex
   Flow dough from bitch to hoe, flip the do'
   Flip the scripts, switch from hoe to bitch, nigga
  
   Repeat 1 until fade