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Pound the alarm

Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more,
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor,
You know, we getting hotter and hotter,
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down!

Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own them?
Some call me Nicki, and some call me Roman.
Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza,
Giuseppe Zanotti, my own sneaker.
Sexy, sexy that's all I do,
If you need a bad bitch,
Let me call a few.
Pumps on and the little mini-skirts is up,
I see some good girls, I'mma turn 'em out.
Ok, bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle.
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, hey?
Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle,
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, let's go!

Music makes me high!

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 high!

Pound the alarm!

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