| So hot she burns like fire, |
| Blue dreams is our desires, |
| She backs it up on to me, |
| I leave the club like |
| Oooooeeeee! |
| She’s a phenomenon, |
| The way she turns me on, |
| So right but feels so wrong, |
| That’s why I wrote this song, |
| She’s a phenomenon, |
| The way she turns me on, |
| So right but feels so wrong, |
| That’s why I wrote this song |
| I’m in the A, all day, |
| Mackin' all the girls lookin' my way, |
| No way, she say, that she wanna go all the way, |
| Okay, we can do this, |
| Shawty lookin' good, |
| And she’s trying to get to it, |
| Pop a couple drinks girl, |
| We can get stupid, |
| Drop it to the floor, |
| Show me how you move it (move it) |
| So hot she burns like fire, |
| Blue dreams is our desires, |
| She backs it up on to me, |
| I leave the club like |
| Oooooeeeee! |
| She’s a phenomenon, |
| The way she turns me on, |
| So right but feels so wrong, |
| That’s why I wrote this song, |
| She’s a phenomenon, |
| The way she turns me on, |
| So right but feels so wrong, |
| That’s why I wrote this song |
| Hello Kitty, Kitty, |
| She’s thick and she’s pretty, |
| Must have came from out of town, |
| Now I love that city, |
| She can’t keep her lips off me, |
| Oh please no hickey, |
| Let me help you with that bra, |
| It looks kind of tricky. |
| That round caboose, so big, |
| It’s quite obtuse. |
| She’s a beast, |
| That booty is bigger than a moose. |
| Skin tone lookin' like 24 karat gold. |
| Rock it, let’s roll, |
| It’s all cake, no casserole. |
| Baby got that bigger, |
| And she shake it like she shootin' craps, |
| Smack her like a baller, |
| Now she’s going home with me perhaps. |
| Booty thicker than a smoothie, |
| Back it up like you’s a freak, |
| Go ahead and bust it up like a greek, |
| Let me see that ass shake, |
| So hot she burns like fire, |
| Blue dreams is our desires, |
| She backs it up on to me, |
| I leave the club like |
| Oooooeeeee! |
| She’s a phenomenon, |
| The way she turns me on, |
| So right but feels so wrong, |
| That’s why I wrote this song, |
| She’s a phenomenon, |
| The way she turns me on, |
| So right but feels so wrong, |
| That’s why I wrote this song |
| Yeah, it’s goin' down, |
| Shawty like the sound, |
| Now we got the whole world |
| Talkin' like cellular phones |
| Full blown, and my style is phenomenal, |
| So I gots to go, |
| All around the world |
| I’m a A-Town stunna, |
| With my ID as a passport, |
| And you never felt a G like this before, |
| I’m on some other other shit, |
| And she ain’t use to it, |
| So she’s always on my dick (sorry) |
| So hot she burns like fire, |
| Blue dreams is our desires, |
| She backs it up on to me, |
| I leave the club like |
| Oooooeeeee! |
| She’s a phenomenon, |
| The way she turns me on, |
| So right but feels so wrong, |
| That’s why I wrote this song, |
| She’s a phenomenon, |
| The way she turns me on, |
| So right but feels so wrong, |
| That’s why I wrote this song |