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I'm Really Hot (Ragtime Interlude)
Missy Elliott
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Oh (oh), oh (oh), go, go
Oh (oh), oh (oh), go, go
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 the record on the replay
Don't you see how them b- move they booty
Every time you play this record smellin' coochie
Follow them screamin' like a groupie
Misdemeanor move my nookie like a hoochie
For them haters, haters f- whatever you say
Because you know I'm too cool for you anyway
I'm just a bad b-
M-I-S, miss
I'ma keep talkin' s- 'til you get this
I'ma bust up in the club with no guest list
Them other artists, I keep 'em all restless
I don't french kiss unless you're 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 s-, oh
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm
Hot, hot, hot, hot
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're talking 'bout
You would think I was Suge when I come out
My album hit hard when I rollout
Y'all records make a b- wanna throw 'em out
And that's no doubt
See I rock bells
Fly as hell and cool as infidels, 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 b- down in your underwear
I play unfair
I'm a hot gal
Hot cars and stars and strip bars, it ain't hot if I'm not there
I'm a true player
You can find me up in any record store, hurry up and get your
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm
Hot, hot, hot, hot
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 (come on)
Everybody in the club go to work
Tight jeans, cropped shirt, 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 lying folk, that's my word
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm
Hot, hot, hot, hot
I'm really, really hot
Every time my records drop
Radio says I won't stop
'Cause I'm killin' 'em
Ly-ly-ly-ly-re-re-rea-ly-ly-ly
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Ly-ly-ly-ly-re-re-rea-ly-ly-ly
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
(Go, go)
(Go, go)
(Go, go)
(Go, go)
(Go)
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