[Intro]
(Ilomilo!)
[Verse 1]
Hey, I'm hotter than you
My friends and I, we're hot and we're cool
Tryin' to convince us to let you join, when you're a fool
We're so hot, you're covered in drool
We'd only use you, our little tool
[Chorus]
Bro, I'm hotter than you, so just stop tryin'
Sick of you "hotties," you keep multiplyin'
This shit dismal, honey, stop your cryin'
If you'd say, "I'm so attractive," you'd surely be lyin'
(You'd surely be lyin') You'd surely be lyin'
[Verse 2]
So, maybe that's not something you'd want
We're so bold and italic, you're that one lame font
Our riches we flaunt
Even if we're poor, we'rе too hot to ignore
We love what wе're fighting for
We put the dance in the floor
You're a four, we're fuckin' more, I'm bored
We won't take you on tour
Our sexiness comes from the core
We carry our fame on our shoulders, now they're sore
You would be interested in our lore
[Chorus]
Bro, I'm hotter than you, so just stop tryin'
Sick of you "hotties," you keep multiplyin'
This shit dismal, honey, stop your cryin'
If you'd say, "I'm so attractive," you'd surely be lyin'
(You'd surely be lyin') You'd surely be lyin'
[Verse 3]
In my rap era, you're in your flop era
We'll take you to our secret lair
Yeah, I get it, it's not fair, uh
We don't care, ah
You're a horror, a terror
In your reputation, a tear, uh, uh
Skinny legend, you look like a bear, but
You wouldn't ever make the cut
Bro, I'm hotter than you
Ah, yeah, that's true (So true, bestie)
[Chorus]
Bro, I'm hotter than you, so just stop tryin'
Sick of you "hotties," you keep multiplyin'
This shit dismal, honey, stop your cryin'
If you'd say, "I'm so attractive," you'd surely be lyin'
(You'd surely be—)
[Bridge]
Alright, babe, I'm done, all you bitches are dumb
You hoes don't shower, you smell like cum (Gross)
I'm hurtin' your feelings? Bruisin' your ego?
Well then, back to your mommy, then we go
We hit the clubs, and I can hear your sobs, I hear your blubs
Now, love, hurry back now, you got no love
And I'm so smokin', looks from heaven up above (Bitch!)
[Outro]
Bro, I'm way hotter than you
My friends and I, we're super hot, we're super cool
Hahahaha, I'm loungin' by the pool
And you're still in school (Fuck math, fuck fractions)
(Fuck 'em all! Bitch, I ate that shit up! Haha, bye!)
(Ilomilo!)
[Verse 1]
Hey, I'm hotter than you
My friends and I, we're hot and we're cool
Tryin' to convince us to let you join, when you're a fool
We're so hot, you're covered in drool
We'd only use you, our little tool
[Chorus]
Bro, I'm hotter than you, so just stop tryin'
Sick of you "hotties," you keep multiplyin'
This shit dismal, honey, stop your cryin'
If you'd say, "I'm so attractive," you'd surely be lyin'
(You'd surely be lyin') You'd surely be lyin'
[Verse 2]
So, maybe that's not something you'd want
We're so bold and italic, you're that one lame font
Our riches we flaunt
Even if we're poor, we'rе too hot to ignore
We love what wе're fighting for
We put the dance in the floor
You're a four, we're fuckin' more, I'm bored
We won't take you on tour
Our sexiness comes from the core
We carry our fame on our shoulders, now they're sore
You would be interested in our lore
[Chorus]
Bro, I'm hotter than you, so just stop tryin'
Sick of you "hotties," you keep multiplyin'
This shit dismal, honey, stop your cryin'
If you'd say, "I'm so attractive," you'd surely be lyin'
(You'd surely be lyin') You'd surely be lyin'
[Verse 3]
In my rap era, you're in your flop era
We'll take you to our secret lair
Yeah, I get it, it's not fair, uh
We don't care, ah
You're a horror, a terror
In your reputation, a tear, uh, uh
Skinny legend, you look like a bear, but
You wouldn't ever make the cut
Bro, I'm hotter than you
Ah, yeah, that's true (So true, bestie)
[Chorus]
Bro, I'm hotter than you, so just stop tryin'
Sick of you "hotties," you keep multiplyin'
This shit dismal, honey, stop your cryin'
If you'd say, "I'm so attractive," you'd surely be lyin'
(You'd surely be—)
[Bridge]
Alright, babe, I'm done, all you bitches are dumb
You hoes don't shower, you smell like cum (Gross)
I'm hurtin' your feelings? Bruisin' your ego?
Well then, back to your mommy, then we go
We hit the clubs, and I can hear your sobs, I hear your blubs
Now, love, hurry back now, you got no love
And I'm so smokin', looks from heaven up above (Bitch!)
[Outro]
Bro, I'm way hotter than you
My friends and I, we're super hot, we're super cool
Hahahaha, I'm loungin' by the pool
And you're still in school (Fuck math, fuck fractions)
(Fuck 'em all! Bitch, I ate that shit up! Haha, bye!)
( ilomilo )
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