mr. vegas - hot fuck lyrics
[intro: opal (hottaball)]
a opal, hotta ball, and vegas
hooooooooooooooooooooot it up!
wha’ the gyal dem waan?!
hot f-ck (stacy!)
hot f-ck (mad mich-lle!)
hot f-ck (keiva!)
hot f-ck (mobay girls!)
hot f-ck, hot f-ck, hot f-ck
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay…
[chorus: mr. vegas (opal)]
girls, whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
girls, flash your fingers with it
just whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck, hot f-ck, hot f-ck
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay…
[verse 1: mr. vegas]
who me a talk? nuh the one named, sh-lly
dance, she a dance and a roll her belly
gyal inna house, no time fi watch teli’
send me a red bull and a guinness yah, delly
from me waan put a hot f-ck pon kelly
-phone ringing- gyal a ring off mi celly
gyal over gun, no time fi haskell, eeh
buss this before matterh-rn and ele’
[chorus: mr. vegas (opal)]
girls, whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
girls, flash your fingers with it
just whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck, hot f-ck, hot f-ck
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay…
[verse 2: mr. vegas]
some uptown man, every weddi weddi
inna asylum, tuesday night, girls, you’re ready?
dancing a gwan ’cause you no deady-deady
hot f-ck you waan, and you nah give no head, eeh
all down a blasé blasé, them a do it
’round a p-ssa p-ssa dem block off the street
put on your negligé, that no cheap
know hot f-ck? then you no whine and do it!
[chorus: mr. vegas (opal)]
girls, whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
girls, flash your fingers with it
just whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck, hot f-ck, hot f-ck
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay…
[verse 3: mr. vegas]
some do it fast, some do it slow
hot f-ck fi gyal, badman no stoop low
the j-panese dem waan know how it go
att-tude girls, a unuh bad so
some girls cyan feel it, so them haffi blow
cyan do it good, no bother come a front row
girls, walk out ’cause you no poppy show
flash your fingers and tip up pon your toes
[chorus: mr. vegas (opal)]
girls, whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
girls, flash your fingers with it
just whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck, hot f-ck, hot f-ck
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay…
[verse 1: mr. vegas]
who me a talk? nuh the one named, sh-lly
dance, she a dance and a roll her belly
gyal inna house, no time fi watch teli’
send me a red bull and a guinness yah, delly
from me waan put a hot f-ck pon kelly
-phone ringing- gyal a ring off mi celly
gyal over gun, no time fi haskell, eeh
buss this before matterh-rn and ele’
[chorus: mr. vegas (opal)]
girls, whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
girls, flash your fingers with it
just whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck, hot f-ck, hot f-ck
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay…
[verse 2: mr. vegas]
some uptown man, every weddi weddi
inna asylum, tuesday night, girls, you’re ready?
dancing a gwan ’cause you nuh deady-deady
hot f-ck you waan, and you nah give no head, eeh
all the a blasé-blasé, them a do it
’round a p-ssa p-ssa dem block off the street
put on your negligé, that no cheap
know hot f-ck? then you no whine and do it
[chorus (2x): mr. vegas (opal)]
girls, whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
girls, flash your fingers with it
just whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck with it
whine with it, whine with it
hot f-ck, hot f-ck, hot f-ck
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay…
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