Here Are the Lyrics to Chance the Rapper's 'Hot Shower,' Feat. MadeinTYO & DaBaby

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Chance the Rapper featuring MadeinTYO and DaBaby, "Hot Shower"

Chance the Rapper gets into some hot water -- literally -- in his The Big Day track "Hot Shower," featuring MadeinTYO and DaBaby.

Too busy flexing his lyrical (and physical) muscles, Chance ignores his responsibilities and his lawyer's urgent calls. The music video takes on a comedic approach and plays out the song's Good Burger reference ("I don't wanna sit and argue, Good Burger shoulda taught you/ We all dudes") with a special guest appearance by Kel Mitchell. 

Check out the steamy and cheeky lyrics and music video below.

Yup, yerp
And then the smoke got me
Hey

I got muscles like Superman trainer (ooh)
Real real rare like Super Saiyan manga
I jump stomp-stomp on Lucifer, Satan
Now I got a few rings on, Jupiter skating
I meant to say Saturn, switched up the pattern
Smoking on some shatter (ooh), got me higher than a ladder (ooh)
Thanks I'm flattered, my baby mama badder
You look like Mick Jagger, oops, the grease splattered
Ooh, ooh, hot, hot (ooh)
Jumping out the grease
It's a whole lotta degrees
'Bout to come up out the fleece, fleece, fleece
Shh, I don't wanna hear a peep (skrt)
Tryna catch some sleep, tryna count some sheep

Hot da--, hot water, hot shower
Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower
Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour
And my lawyer say it's urgent, I'ma call him in a hour

Dude, I just called the plug and his phone was unplugged
I was lookin' at Doug like "Ooh, ooh, ooh"
Dude, that sh-- don't even make no f---ing sense
Like having f---in' arguments for payin' 50 extra cents for barbecue
Saucing on the workers at McDonald's
I don't wanna sit and argue, Good Burger shoulda taught you
We all dudes
And I'm all professional and proper
But my baby mama stopped me in a meeting (skrt, skrt)
Just to Airdrop me some nudes

Hot da--, hot water, hot shower
Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour
And my lawyer say it's urgent, I'ma call him in a hour

Yeah, hopped off the flight, Louis V, off white (ooh)
I just made a dub and she tryna spend the night (uh)
Heard they need more, yeah, my jeans Dior (ooh)
Shawty got cake if you tryna eat more
Think they need more, I think they need more (ooh, ooh, ooh)
This the second run, I'm tryna speed more (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Going stupid, going crazy (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Big gas in that Mercedes (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Pull up lit, going 30 (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pull up Vic, uh, in a hurry (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shoot your shot, flex a lot (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Big cheese, hella knots (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Chopped and screwed, Michael Watts (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Point 'em out, air 'em out (skrt, skrt)
Get me right, sippin' Sprite (skrt, skrt)
180, half pipe (skrt, skrt)
Ooh

Hot da--, hot water, hot shower
Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower
Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour
And my lawyer say it's urgent, I'ma call him in a hour

Godda--
Think I got a new lawsuit, I need to come see you (what's that?)
I got a new whip, you know what a car do?
Turn your bi--- to a eater (mmh)
She say we don't got enough room to get freaky in here
'Cause it's just a two-seater (okay, question)
Am I still considered a trick if I get her a hoopty
And buy me a Beamer? (uh-uh)
I had a new case but the judge had to throw it out
My lawyer beat it like Tina
I always find a way to get ahead with my intelligence
When they critique my demeanor (ha!)
Today I'll dress up a Republican (what else?)
And go get some head from a white man's daughter
Her lips aren't big but I'm loving it (mwah)
I'll get in, fake ID, I'm McLovin it (yeah)
BDB ENT like the government (what?)
Except for the cops (who?), mission impossible
Strapped with a Glock, Danny Gloverin'
Tip a hundred if you let my cousin in
You know everybody my cousin (cuz)
Oh yeah, and I gotta be thuggin' it
'Cause my hair can get nappy as f---
I wear jewelry and I got that chocolate coloring

Well at least, you know, that's what they make me feel like
Why they make you feel like that?
I don't know, I mean it's America right?

Ooh, hot da--, hot water, hot shower
Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour
And my lawyer say it's urgent, I'ma call him in a hour
 

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Lyrics © Ultra Tunes

Written by: Chancellor Johnathan Bennett, Darian Joshua Garcia, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Malcolm Jamaal Davis

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