Текст Talib Kweli – Hot Thing

Yeah
Special dedication
I’m sending this one out to you and you and you and you
I said to you and you and you

Verse 1
She cold blooded
I love how we meltin’ the ice
She like the sunshine of my life
Cuz all I see is a (hot thing)
You’re my «hot thing»
And you’re my «hot thing»
And you’re my «hot thing»
Word, you keep my dark sky lit up at night
So bright that you blinding my sight
Cuz all I see is a «hot thing»
And you’re my «hot thing»
And you’re my «hot thing»
And you’re my «hot thing»
Word, somebody like a flick
It got surprisin’ twists
I write the script
The main character — your thighs and hips
Award for best supporting role go to your eyes and lips
The way you move your body got ’em stiff like a hieroglyph
I watched you dance across the floor to the title track
You ’bout to get me «Off The Wall» like you Michael Jack’
I make a scribe in your beauty my sacred duty
I will write a song, write a book, write a play, make a movie

Chorus: repeat 2X
Good love you a sexy thing

Verse 2
Yo, I love your country ass
I love your city sass
I love how your normal ways; you catch on pretty fast
These dudes are pretty crass
Harass you in your past
I love how you snap back and get the last laugh
I love the way your crib smell like Votivo candle incense
The white voice you use on the phone when you handle business
I love it when you freaky
I love when you a lady
Rockin’ door knockers from the late 80s, raisin’ babies
I love her; god bless you
Your body somethin’ special
I love to play connect the dots with your facial freckles
No need for fashion policin’ because I love your style
Whatever happen to Shenice, baby I love your smile?
I might be fallin’ in love, should I let her know?
A pimp told me if I love her I should let her go
I sing her praises every time they play this instrumental
Cuz she instrumental to my life

Chorus

Verse 3
I love how we meltin’ the ice
You like the sunshine of my life
Cuz all I see is a (hot thing)
You’re my «hot thing»
And you’re my «hot thing»
And you’re my «hot thing»
Word, you keep my dark sky lit up at night
So bright that you blinding my sight
Cuz all I see is a «hot thing»
And you’re my «hot thing»
And you’re my «hot thing»
And you’re my «hot thing»
Word, lemme take you by the hand
You need to tell your man «Don’t fight it, damn»
Have you groupied out like excited fans
I promise you’ll be climbing walls like Spider-Man
Knees buckling you’ll hit the floor when you try to stand (up)
So you drop it like it’s hot — oh so heavy
You and me we can leave now — we can go steady
How about we be jetty cuz I’m so ready to bounce like a ’64 Chevy

Chorus