Such a Hottie
Slow dancing in the corner of the party
So intimidating with that sleek body
Curly her hair, should I go break her heart, aye
Turned, went away smiling, hoping she knows she's such a
(Hottie)
I think you're such a
(Hottie)
Such a Hottie
Smilin, stalking 'round your body, bet you've never felt this way
Come forget my name and show me who you are today
Lust all in my head, when you unveil yours on the low
Or when you turn around and move your body slow, slow
Slow dancing in the corner of the party
Busy wasting time, I know she'll never want me
Got me OD'd, so addicted like Jeff Hardy
When she breathes, I'm on my knees, cuz lord I swear she's such a
(Hottie)
Yuh, I think you're such a
(Hottie)
Such a Hottie
Come over here, we gon' make a scene
On my brain, low control, I might get a lil mean
How you walk, when you talk baby shivers in my spleen
In the head, I'm hearing her scream words obscene
On me like a tide, on my mind like a cornrow
Black La Ferrari, siesta en mi hombro
Givin' him the look, girl you look so fine
Call you my favourite waste of time
Slow dancing in the corner of the party
So intimidating with that sleek body
Turn around and go make sure I'm never in your heart aye
Morality's in trash, cuz even in his arms you're such a
(Hottie)
Yeah
Three zero V when I touch her
Swear on my mother you're such a
(Hottie)
So intimidating with that sleek body
Curly her hair, should I go break her heart, aye
Turned, went away smiling, hoping she knows she's such a
(Hottie)
I think you're such a
(Hottie)
Such a Hottie
Smilin, stalking 'round your body, bet you've never felt this way
Come forget my name and show me who you are today
Lust all in my head, when you unveil yours on the low
Or when you turn around and move your body slow, slow
Slow dancing in the corner of the party
Busy wasting time, I know she'll never want me
Got me OD'd, so addicted like Jeff Hardy
When she breathes, I'm on my knees, cuz lord I swear she's such a
(Hottie)
Yuh, I think you're such a
(Hottie)
Such a Hottie
Come over here, we gon' make a scene
On my brain, low control, I might get a lil mean
How you walk, when you talk baby shivers in my spleen
In the head, I'm hearing her scream words obscene
On me like a tide, on my mind like a cornrow
Black La Ferrari, siesta en mi hombro
Givin' him the look, girl you look so fine
Call you my favourite waste of time
Slow dancing in the corner of the party
So intimidating with that sleek body
Turn around and go make sure I'm never in your heart aye
Morality's in trash, cuz even in his arms you're such a
(Hottie)
Yeah
Three zero V when I touch her
Swear on my mother you're such a
(Hottie)
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Writer(s): Shaurya Prasad
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