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I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm I'm really really hot Hot, hot, hot-hot
Let me holla at the DJ Come on, DJ, put that record on the replay Don't you see how them bitches move they booty Every time you play this record, smell they coochie, follow them Screamin' like a groupie Misdemeanor move my nookie like a hoochie Fuck them haters, haters fuck whatever you say Because you know I'm too cool for you anyway I'm just a bad bitch M-I-S miss I'ma keep talkin' shit 'til you get this I'ma bust up in the club with no guest list Them other artists I'll keep em' all restless I don't french kiss, unless it's 50 Cent Vivica we can share him like the president Tabloids I don't care it's irrelevant I'm heaven sent now watch how I do this shit
I'm really, really hot Every time my records drop Radio says I won't stop 'Cause I'm killin' em
You don't know what you talkin' 'bout You would think I was Suge when I come out My album hit hard when I roll out Y'all records make a bitch wanna throw em out And that's no doubt See, I rock bells Fly as hell and cool as Zinfandel, baby, can't you tell? I lick my lips like I'm LL And I'm doin it and doin it and doin it well Straight to the hotel I'm celibate, so boy, you gets no tail Kiss kiss and still you gets nowhere Just two blue balls down in your underwear, I play unfair I'm a hot gal, fly cars and stars in strip bars it ain't hot if I'm not there I'm a true playa, you can find me up in any record store, hurry up and get chea
I'm really, really hot Every time my records drop Radio says I won't stop 'Cause I'm killin' em
Look, let me move to the left Go 'head, let me feel myself Touch my chest, my sweat Show the DJs how I shake my breasts Jiggle, jiggle, jangle Watch how my gluteus dangle I do a one-two step (Stop) No, I ain't done yet Everybody in the club go to work Tight jeans, crop shirts, short skirts I'ma rock to the beat 'til it hurt I'ma drop it on the street, yeah, you heard? Haters, I flip the bird Got guns, so what? I ain't scurred I came to boogie and swerve I ain't lyin', folk, that's my word
(Release yourself) (Release yourself) I'm really, really hot Every time my records drop Radio says I won't stop 'Cause I'm killin' em
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