Pound the Alarm

Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more We 'bout to get hot, and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down Doe, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own them Some call me nicki, and some call me roman Exkeeza, pleeza, i'm in a visa ....my own sneaker Sexy, sexy that's all I do If you need a bad b-tch Let me call a few Come zoom in the middle, many skirts is up I see some good girls, i'mma turn 'em out Ok bottle, sip, bottle, dozzle I'm a bad b-tch, no mussel, hey? Bottle, sip, bottle, dozzle I'm a bad b-tch, no mussel, let's go Music, makes me, hot Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more We 'bout to get hot, and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm! I wanna do it for the night, night So get me now, and knock this over I wanna do it like you like, like Come get me, baby we're not getting younger I just want you tonight, night Baby we won't do it for life Music, makes me, hot Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more We 'bout to get hot, and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm! Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more We 'bout to get hot, and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm!