Little Miss Crazyhot

(Little Miss, little Miss, little Miss) little Miss Crazyhot

She the dixy to my dixie cup
She the pick up in my pickup cup
She the got it in the got it goin on
She the all night, yeah, in my all night long
She the Friday in my Friday night
She the rock me, rock me just right
Yeah, I want her in my iPhone
She the come on, come on, come on, let's go

Here come little Miss Crazyhot, she rockin' everything she got
If she a color she'd be red, red hot turnin' everybody's head
She's fire on my fingertips, yeah, I melt everytime we kiss
She's the sweet spot, don't stop, she got what I want
Here come little Miss Crazyhot, whoa, whoa, yeah

She the "Hey, girl" in "Hey, girl, what's up?"
She the can't get, I can't get enough
She the knocks me, knocks me right out
She the one, she the one, she the one, no doubt

Here come little Miss Crazyhot, she rockin' everything she got
If she a color she'd be red, red hot turnin' everybody's head
She's fire on my fingertips, yeah, I melt everytime we kiss
She's the sweet spot, don't stop, she got what I want
Here come little Miss Crazyhot, whoa, whoa, little Miss Crazyhot

Here come little Miss Crazyhot, she rockin' everything she got
If she a color she'd be red, red hot turnin' everybody's head
She's fire on my fingertips, yeah, I melt everytime we kiss
She's the sweet spot, don't stop, she got what I want
Here come little Miss Crazyhot, whoa, whoa, little Miss Crazyhot
Whoa, whoa, little Miss crazy, whoah, little Miss Crazyhot



Credits
Writer(s): Steve Dean, Will Nance, Preston Brust, Christopher J. Lucas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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