Ho! Ho   Ho! Ho, go, go!   Ho! Ho   Ho! Ho, 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 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'm gone keep talking shit till you get this   I'm gone bust up in the club with no guest list   The 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      Ho! Ho   (I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm)   Ho! Ho, go go!   Ho! Ho   (Hot, hot, hot, hot)   Ho! Ho, go go!      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 talking 'bout   People thank 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 it verdells   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 sober bitch, so boy you gets 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 yours      Ho! Ho   (I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm)   Ho! Ho, go go!   Ho! Ho   (Hot, hot, hot, hot)   Ho! Ho, go go!      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 DJ how I shake my breast      Jingle, jingle, jangle, watch how my gludeous 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'm gon' rock to the beat till it hurt   I'm gon' drop it on the street, yeah you heard   Haters I flip the bird, got guns, so what I ain't scared   I came to boogy and swerve, hang-line folk that's my word      Ho! Ho   (I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm)   Ho! Ho, go go!   Ho! Ho   (Hot, hot, hot, hot)   Ho! Ho, go go!      I'm really, really hot   Every time my records drop   Radio says I won't stop   'Cause I'm killin' 'em      Release yourself   Release yourself      I'm really hot