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Hot Stuff Lyrics

Artist: Ashlee Simpson
Album: Bittersweet World

Listen, I walk into your joint
With a hoodie on, don't need a short skirt,
To get it on, it goes AWWWW...

Here she comes, Sunday school girl wantin some
She's wearin that, better expect that boys attack
Woooop, Truce, I want some of that happy juice
Well kinda sorta, people in hell would die for John Walker

Wait a sec, hit the deck

People say you're goin out cha mind
To think you're hot stuff, gotta think you're hot stuff
But what'cha gonna do about it anyhow
You think you're hot stuff, I know I'm hot stuff

Okay 1.. 2.. everybody look what I can do
I can bring my leg up all the way
Can she do it... can she do it, piece-o-cake
Show off, she just wanna take her clothes off (UGH)

FIIIYAAAHHHH.. I got dat, that get you
HIIIYAAAHHHH.. One to anotha, you will discova, that's the way it is

Chorus x2

Whatcha gonna do when ya, ahhh zip it, Chad flip it
Feels like I'm in candyland, I'm goin down da chute again
With unicorns and fairy wings, I think I've had too much to drink

Chorus X2

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