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
F**k them haters, haters f**k 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 s**t 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 s**t

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