A Tribe Called Quest Lyrics

Album: Love Movement

Hot 4 U Lyrics

(Q-Tip) 

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo 

Knew a girl named Shelley 

Six-pack belly 

When we made love she made it shake like jelly 

Put her own video star on my tele 

Lived in the Bronx on the block named Fortelly 

Had to be jetty cause this sucker hold netty 

Kept blowing me up, her jonesing was steady 

Told my man Louie that I really wasn’t ready 

Louie when we did it, man, we both got sweaty 

(Phife) 

This girl from my past 

Had ridiculous ass 

She attended UMASS and she passed every class 

Walked down the hall with her stuffed up sass 

Told the basketball players, she liked how they pass 

But when I use to hit it 

The ball cat, she quit it 

She wouldn’t ad-mit it 

But shorty was addicted 

(Say Word) Word, Nigga you heard 

Like a fiend with a queen when he catches the bird 

(Q-Tip) 

Knowing how we living I’ma talk about Mayo 

?Sagartery and mommy? Her love was a KO 

We was on the under, had to stay on the lay low 

Use to go so deep, she had to say Aiyyo 

Rock with her friend, but her friend drove both way 

Asked her about it and she used to say No way 

Just let it go yo, I used to say OK 

Just another day but fight anyway 

Chorus: 

(Q-Tip) 

I put it down man, whatcha gonna do 

(Phife) 

Well hell, I put it down son, whatcha gonna do 

(Together) 

We put it down for the area crew 

All the shortys that smoking y’all whoo 

Looking good it you sipping on your brew 

Come here ma, we make it hot for you 

Come here ma, we make it hot for you 

Come here ma, we make it hot for you 

(Phife) 

Met a shorty named Kenny 

>From East Saint Louie 

Body good and plenty 

The finest in Missouri 

If you had no money, you better hit the highway 

Even in her own right, she had to do it her way 

(Q-Tip) 

It was an ill situation when I met Dantanya 

Worked in Saint Louis, in her mother’s hair parlor 

Use to hit her man for cake to come see me 

Her and her man from home, they sold heemey 

We had it hemmed, locked, sold and shit 

When I thugged it yo, she said I was the ultimate 

Broke her up kid, driving the drill like Truck Turner 

All of things they did not concern her 

People that we love yo, we love for a passion 

I’ma type of cat that brings forth the action 

You feeling me yo? 

I hope you hearing me yo 

One more thing before you start cheering me yo 

Chorus: 

(Q-Tip) 

I put it down Phife, what we gonna do 

(Phife) 

Well hell, I put it down son, whatcha gonna do 

(Together) 

We put it down for the area crew 

All the shortys that smoking y’all whoo 

Looking good it you sipping on your brew 

Come here ma, we make it hot for you (repeat till end)