Pound The Alarm

Oh oh oh, come fill my glass up a little more

We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor

You know we getting hotter, and hotter

Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down



Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own them

Some call me Nicki, and some call me Roman

Exkeeza, please, I'm in a Visa

Giuseppe Zanotti, my own sneakers

Sexy, sexy that's all I do

If you need a bad b*tch

Let me call a few

Pumps on and them little many skirts is out

I see some good girls, I'ma turn 'em out

OK bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle

I'm a bad b*tch, no muzzle, hey?

Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle

I'm a bad b*tch, no muzzle, let's go



Music, makes me, high



Oh oh oh, come fill my glass up a little more

We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor

You know we getting hotter, and hotter

Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down



Pound the alarm!

Pound the alarm!



I wanna do it for the night, night

So get me now, and knock this over

I wanna do it like you like, like

Come get me, baby we're not getting younger

I just want you tonight, night

Baby we won't do it for life



Music, makes me, high



Oh oh oh, come fill my glass up a little more

We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor

You know we getting hotter, and hotter

Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down



Pound the alarm!

Pound the alarm!

Pound the alarm!



Oh oh oh, come fill my glass up a little more

We 'bout to get hot, and burn this floor

You know we getting hotter, and hotter

Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down



Pound the alarm!

Pound the alarm!

Pound the alarm!