Hotter than hell in the room
Hundred degrees when you move
Tell me what you wanna do
No one got nothing on you
Body on fire, all I can see
Somebody, somebody call the police
Give me that (Woo), push it for me
Give me whatever, whatever I need
I like your—, I like your
I like your—, I like your
I like your—, I like your
I like your
Yeah, follow the leader
You a nighttime raver, daytime dreamer
Little spice, jalapeña, ayy
Woah, Scorpio, Libra
I'm on them fame, I start up in her
Smoke lemon like lemon, I like tequila
Sippin' it like Ribena, woo
Watch me
Who's saying it? Stop me, woah
I want my champagne, no, no, no
When I pull up in the black, black, black, black, black, black
Spent my grind when they see me in a line
And I buy another bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag
Champagne, quick visa
One, two, three shots, tequila
Next up, repeat that
More drink, now follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
I like your—, I like your
I like your—, I like your
I like your—, I like your
I like your
Fresh and extra sweet
Special recipe
All of this sweat on me
The smell of success on me
Bum, breast, clean and pressed
Feeling that ecstasy
Turbo, AMG, uh
She want a S-L-S-D
Feel like the girls, girls, girls
Bust down inna the your, your, your
No limit to us, us, us
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na
Feel like the girls, girls, girls
Bust down inna the your, your, your
No limit to us, us, us
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na