Hot Stuff (Chad Hugo) Lyrics

Listen
I walk into your joint with a hoodie on
Don't need a short skirt to get it on
Here it goesAaah!Here she comes
Sunday school girl wanting some
She's wearing that?
Better expect that boy's attackTruce, I want some of that happy juice
What kind of sorta?
People in hell would die for John Walker
Wait a sec, everybody down
Hit the deck
People say you're going out your mind
To think you're hot stuff
Gotta think you're hot stuff
Watcha gonna do to talk about it anyhow
You think you're hot stuff
I know I'm hot stuffOkay... 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 offAya... I got dat that get you
Aya... One to anotha you will discova
That's the way it is
People say you're going out your mind
To think you're hot stuff
Gotta think you're hot stuff
Watcha gonna do to talk about it anyhow
You think you're hot stuff
I know I'm hot stuffPeople say you're going out your mind
To think you're hot stuff
Gotta think you're hot stuff
Watcha gonna do to talk about it anyhow
You think you're hot stuff
I know I'm hot stuffWatcha gonna do y'all... zip it
Chad... flip itFeels like I'm in candyland
I'm going down da shute again
With unicorns and fairy wings
I think I've had too much to drinkPeople say you're going out your mind
To think you're hot stuff
Gotta think you're hot stuff
Watcha gonna do to talk about it anyhow
You think you're hot stuff
I know I'm hot stuff
Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.