Missy Elliott — I’m Really Hot

[Verse 1] 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 coochie 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 2] You don't know what you talking bout You would think 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 zinfandel baby can't you tell I lick my lips like I'm LL And I'm doin it & doin it & doin it well Straight to the hotel I'm sober bitch so boy you gets no 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 3] 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 Jiggle, Jiggle, Jangle Watch how my glu-te-us 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 gone rock to the beat till it hurt I'm gone drop it on the street yeah you heard Haters I flip the bird, Got guns so what I ain't scurred I came to boogy and swerve, Hang-line folk that's my word [Hook] 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