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missy elliott

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i’m really hot

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[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] [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] Release…yourself Release…yourself

Vertaling

[Verse 1] Let me holla at the DJ Kom op DJ zet die plaat op de 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 die haters, haters fuck wat je zegt Omdat je weet dat ik toch te cool voor je ben I’m just a bad bitch M-I-S miss Ik blijf onzin praten tot je dit hoort Ik ga me uitleven in de club zonder gastenlijst De andere artiesten hou ik onrustig Ik zoen niet, tenzij het 50 Cent is Vivica we kunnen hem delen zoals de president Tabloids kunnen me niet schelen, het is irrelevant Ik ben de hemel gezonden, kijk hoe ik dit doe [Hook] Ho!…..Ho (Ik ben..Ik ben..Ik ben..Ik ben) Ho!…..Ho Go Go! Ho!…..Ho (Hot..Hot.Hot,Hot) Ho!…..Ho,Go Go! Ik ben echt, echt heet Every time my records drop Radio zegt dat ik niet zal stoppen 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 them out, and that’s no doubt Zie je ik 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] [Verse 3] Look, let me move to the left Go Head, let me feel myself Raak mijn borst mijn zweet Laat de DJ zien hoe ik mijn borst schud Jiggle, Jiggle, Jangle Kijk hoe mijn glu-te-us bengelen I do a one-two step STOP! Nee ik ben nog niet klaar Iedereen in de club gaat aan het werk Strakke jeans, korte shirts, korte rokjes I’m gone rock to the beat till it hurt I’m gone drop it on the street yeah you heard Haters ik draai de vogel om, heb wapens dus wat ik ben niet bang I came to boogy and swerve, Hang-line folk that’s my word [Hook] Laat…jezelf gaan Laat los… jezelf