Hot lava, hot lava

Hot high Lady Lucid, the city...

What, what up, RottweilerI might take ya to it- get ready

Friar flyer, I′m the Nostra-dyme

And I say, say I says how do ya?

I cloud all day and night, outta sight

I'm miss "so-high", so I wore some eye wears and tie-dye

Alright, young blood, nice to know ya

Should I give my name, if I think ya knew it already?

What a brave design, what a time

Ay, Monsieur I′m so live and so world-wide-wide

If that's what ya know

Wallace, I say yo

Come and talk to me

Beam me up

When I reach that one, do ya- wild out, I suppose

I been hot in Europe, yep

Tel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul, London, Tokyo

Dawn is dusk to me

Believe it, yep

When I beat that drum, boy, go

Wallace, I say yo

Come and talk to me

Beam me up

He said it's just me, Miss Bank$, a.k.a. Nestlé

A.k.a. Best he, ever had sex

He, ever got licked, but he never got swallowed

Bitch you know that nigga in the Sugar-Pop lotto!

He was on her Twitter, but he never got followed

I′ma chin-up with that win, I get that yen and pop bottles! And um...

Official with that hitter-hop, y′all know -

Ocie-beachie bathing with that, that top model, and um...

He already know what it does

I got hair for ya nigga, keep it deep in the fuzz!

I chat-cheek-cheeky chickle, sip a giggly-grape

Yes, I jiggle when I wiggle-shake it, shook up the bait

Best to get her mister, for ya best one do

The jet-setter with the pleasure and the wet pum-poom

The Black-Cherry on her tickle when her breast undo

Ya lick the left one ya gotta lick the right one too, nigga!

Yeah, I'm styling a starlet a scene

Carve a diamond tiara, pour tea

One time for señora cherry, cherry, oh yeah

Yeah, I′m lilac and laurel, a tease...

You're a giant, I saw all your teeth

Rottweiler, let′s barter let's see, let′s see, oh yeah

Bow-wow yippee-yo yippee-yay

Poochie, you big dog, then bite for a taste!

Kitty in many cities, you licking for a lay?

Claiming the big ticket then pay what you say!

Benji's and Euro-izzy, The Yin for the Yang

Touring the world Crazy Make Rottweiler gray...

Bottles of Gold frizzy, she's frosty and chaste...

Dead doggy-dog belongs in the Grave

If that′s what ya know

Wallace, I say yo

Come and talk to me

Beam me up

When I reach that one, do ya- wild out, I suppose

I been hot in Europe, yep

Tel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul, London, Tokyo

Dawn is dusk to me

Believe it, yep

When I beat that drum, boy, go

Wallace, I say yo

Come and talk to me

Beam me up

Hot lava, hot lava

Hot high Lady Lucy, the city...

What, what up, Rottweiler

I might take ya to it- get ready

Hot lava, hot lava

Hot high Lady Lucy, the city...

What, what up, Rottweiler