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Ezekiel A Jackson
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What up Duke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing it out loud
I seen this lady in a bad dress
She was hotter than the steam in the press
Ain't gon' lie, she burnin' everything
And I ain't talkin' bout her twatty thing
I'm talkin' bout she had the queen of looks
When she walk, she had the crowd shook
Perfect hips and the nice waist
With a body I just wanna taste of
You got me hot like lava, body on fire
You got me hot like lava, body on fire
Cause I'm on fiyaaahhh
Burnin' up hot for you
I don't know what to do, baby
Cause I'm on fiyaaaaahhhhaaaaaya
Burnin' up hot for you
I don't know what to do, baby
Now I'm stretchin' out my arms to you
Like, baby girl, what you wanna do
We could straddle in the middle of the floor
All the way until it's time to go
Cause the man that I am, I be locked and loaded
Feelin' on your body like without no clothin
Doin' to me
I'm like, what is you doin' to me
I'm like, what is you doin' to me
Cause I be hot like lava, body on fiyahh
You got me hot like lava, body on fiyahh
Cause I'm on fiyahhhhhhhah
Burnin' up hot for you
I don't know what to do, baby
Cause I'm on fiyahhhahhhaaya
Burnin' up hot for you
I don't know what to do, baby
Oh, I can't, I can't take it no more
Cause you got me hot like fire
Written by: Ezekiel A Jackson
