you try Some like it hot, so let's turn up the heat 'til we fry Some like it hot, some like it hot Some like it hot, some like it hot
Darling I've Tried and tried What else can I do? Oh Love, Sho' 'Nuff This is it So just Call it a day or Call it a lifetime I'm done pretending [rewrite
the glow my last escape im half awake i sleepwalk down the hall in consequence, it makes less sense the faster that we fall the faster that i'll call and ask if it
gets the toughs going With the kids in the pit at the show And we?ll never get enough Of the stage lights glowing Cause hey, this is it It?s all we
's, why's, who's, and what Nigga what? Chorus: Jay-Z (repeat 2X w/ minor variations) Hell no you can't stop it, when it's hot it's hot My grind, keep
hot, hot Know you think you're special when we dance real crazy Glamophonic, electronic, d-d-disco baby I like you a lot, lot, all we want is hot, hot
on, I like it, like it Come on, come on, come on I like it, like it [Na-na-na] come on Come on, I like it, like it Come on, come on, come on I like it
me something I wanna see Television and hot blonds in odd positions Fame, doin' it for the fame 'Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous Fame, doin' it
do it, let's do it And do it and do it, let's live it up And do it and do it and do it, do it, do it Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it 'Cause I gotta
you like I'll be your hot mess School girl in curls Whatever your type Baby if thats what you like I'll do it I'll do it I'll do it I-I-I I'll
Louis like hers You the truth, get money, it's yours Back it up like that, yes, sir Oh, oh, baby, want some more, baby? I love the way you do it 'cause
made her hips, it'd make her flip I prefer a lift of my chopsticks Oh stop it Let the dancer take money outta your pocket She can move it and drop it With her clothes on, it
as they saw me Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote Streets like cold Chicago Ain't nothing new, I seen it all before But still I ball like no tomorrow Goodnight, it
Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it) [Soulja Boy] Fifty on the floo A hundred on the table (Table) Thirty in the stable Getting mo paper (Chorus) [Bow Wow] We some
always saying some shit You say I'm playing, I'm never laying the dick Saying blah, blah, blah 'cause I don't care who you are in this bar It only matters
it all night 'til we can't do it no more People rockin' to the sound, turn it up and watch it pound We gon' rock it to the top until the roof come burnin' down Yeah, it
angel I like it when you do that stuff to me I am no angel I like it when you talk, talk dirty when you talk, talk I am no angel I like it when you
anthem Get up, baby Uh, I gotta have That dark chocolate (Give it to me, give it to me) Tonight, I wanna taste That dark chocolate (Give it to me, give it