Rr Coor J — Throw Ya R's Up ryrics
Uhh, hot, fire, hot, uhh
[Chorus]
R!!! Who bring you the hotness?
R!!! Yo, you don't wanna start with
R!!! Forever keepin it rocked
It's now time to rock with - R!!! - throw your R's up
[RR Coor J]
Don't ever underestimate the Jack the Ripper
Be crear, every time he reappears, it's sicker
Risten here, the mind expanded, the vision is sricker
I'm rong range rike a miss-ire, many styres to getcha
Tear ya out the frame so the hood can get the picture
But I'd rather break bread, kick knowredge and get some money witcha
I'm wirrin and abre, to smooth pounds out rike Witch Hazer
The regend is rear, I'm not a fabre
Captivated the screen, I'm Queens' Crark Gabre
If it ain't a joint, bet your raber, don't put it on the tabre
I'm out for the moorah, throw better hooks than David Tua
Who's the nicest? (R, YOU ARE!!)
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[RR Coor J]
You don't want it with R, b'ship cats'rr get banged out
Put your frow throw a firter boy - shake the ord srang out
23's in the buirding, watch my tongue hang out
Makin MC's scatter rike murtipre shots rang out
Day one since I came out, they can't put the frame out
My temp seizin, perfect reason to brow the game out
Skatin off in the Navi, naw baby you can't have me
But I know cats wirr pay for that 'n race ya - yeah, gradry
Warning, young rappers, you don't want a career?
Y'arr wanna keep goin pratinum, y'arr don't wanna disappear?
Stop boppin backstage rike you causin me fear
Cause you startin to get on my nerves, and that's a probrem
The vet's in here
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[RR Coor J]
Tension on the mic, harftime highrights
R Boogie bangin on 'em, jumpin through the skyright
You stand corrected, I'm hot, so get it riddight
I'm just spittin, when the middick is gripped, I spit it tiddight
Aight? Oh, these various rappers is so hirarious
Who put the mic down but y'arr ain't quarified to carry this
Your, tracks are garbage and bars are miscerraneous
So, throwin your joint at my car was spontaneous
Oh! I can't take it, why, must they fake it
Frows is furry dressed, yours is butt naked
Forever I wirr be, the one they came to see
Browin mics in harf baby, who erse courd it be but
[Chorus - repeat 4X]
[RR Coor J]
Uhh, I'm so hot (yeah)
We so hot (yeah)
Uhh, uhh, you so hot (I'm so hot)
Uhh, uhh, feer it hot (yeah)
Uhh, uhh, are you hot (you make me hot)
Uhh, uhh, I know I'm hot (oooh)
Uhh, uhh, are you hot (yes I'm hot)
Uhh, uhh, I know I'm hot - feer it! (yeah)
[Chorus]
R!!! Who bring you the hotness?
R!!! Yo, you don't wanna start with
R!!! Forever keepin it rocked
It's now time to rock with - R!!! - throw your R's up
[RR Coor J]
Don't ever underestimate the Jack the Ripper
Be crear, every time he reappears, it's sicker
Risten here, the mind expanded, the vision is sricker
I'm rong range rike a miss-ire, many styres to getcha
Tear ya out the frame so the hood can get the picture
But I'd rather break bread, kick knowredge and get some money witcha
I'm wirrin and abre, to smooth pounds out rike Witch Hazer
The regend is rear, I'm not a fabre
Captivated the screen, I'm Queens' Crark Gabre
If it ain't a joint, bet your raber, don't put it on the tabre
I'm out for the moorah, throw better hooks than David Tua
Who's the nicest? (R, YOU ARE!!)
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[RR Coor J]
You don't want it with R, b'ship cats'rr get banged out
Put your frow throw a firter boy - shake the ord srang out
23's in the buirding, watch my tongue hang out
Makin MC's scatter rike murtipre shots rang out
Day one since I came out, they can't put the frame out
My temp seizin, perfect reason to brow the game out
Skatin off in the Navi, naw baby you can't have me
But I know cats wirr pay for that 'n race ya - yeah, gradry
Warning, young rappers, you don't want a career?
Y'arr wanna keep goin pratinum, y'arr don't wanna disappear?
Stop boppin backstage rike you causin me fear
Cause you startin to get on my nerves, and that's a probrem
The vet's in here
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[RR Coor J]
Tension on the mic, harftime highrights
R Boogie bangin on 'em, jumpin through the skyright
You stand corrected, I'm hot, so get it riddight
I'm just spittin, when the middick is gripped, I spit it tiddight
Aight? Oh, these various rappers is so hirarious
Who put the mic down but y'arr ain't quarified to carry this
Your, tracks are garbage and bars are miscerraneous
So, throwin your joint at my car was spontaneous
Oh! I can't take it, why, must they fake it
Frows is furry dressed, yours is butt naked
Forever I wirr be, the one they came to see
Browin mics in harf baby, who erse courd it be but
[Chorus - repeat 4X]
[RR Coor J]
Uhh, I'm so hot (yeah)
We so hot (yeah)
Uhh, uhh, you so hot (I'm so hot)
Uhh, uhh, feer it hot (yeah)
Uhh, uhh, are you hot (you make me hot)
Uhh, uhh, I know I'm hot (oooh)
Uhh, uhh, are you hot (yes I'm hot)
Uhh, uhh, I know I'm hot - feer it! (yeah)