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