I've got that real good good and you know
It dont come cheap
A pretty body a pretty body a pretty body
You like what you see
You wanted real bad bad but you still
You still want more. (You still want more)
Looking at me Looking at me
And baby knockin down my door
Hot Damn!
These fools try to stick me from my paper
Damn! These fools dont leave me alone
From New York to L. A
In every single day, I said
Hot Damn!
These fools try to stick me from my paper
Damn! These fools dont leave me
Leave me alone!
You follow me like dogs
And I cant cant cant no sleep
A pretty body a pretty body a pretty body
You just want piece!
Cuz I got that real good good
And you just keep wanting more
Looking at me, Looking at me
What the hell are you looking for?
Hot Damn!
These fools try to stick me from my paper
Damn! These fools dont leave me alone
From New York to L. A
In every single day, I said
Hot Damn!
These fools try to stick me from my paper
Damn! These fools dont leave me
Leave me alone!
Who turned the temperature up?
It's hot enough to cook and egg in a fryer pan
Don't you turn that temperature up
Oh it's hot enough to make me crazy
Like the son of Sam
Hot damn!
Hot Damn!
These fools try to stick me from my paper
Damn! These fools dont leave me alone
From New York to L. A
In every single day, I said
Hot Damn!
These fools try to stick me from my paper
Damn! These fools dont leave me
Leave me alone!
compositores: Ivy Levan,Pat Nissley,Lucas Banker,Tomo Milicevic
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