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(feat. Jay-Z, Lil' Kim) [Jay-Z] They call me King Hov... Copy? They call me King Hov... Copy? They call me King Hov... Copy? [Usher] I'm like oh Kimosabe your body is my hobby We freaking this ain't cheating as long as we tell nobody Tell your girl she leaving I'll meet you in the lobby I'm so cold yeah I need that hot tottie, Hot tottie, hot tottie I see you like it tough, I hear you baby Claiming you a bad bitch Show me baby I'm a wild boy you tryna tame me baby The way I get it from the house Can you keep me faithful Got a lot of girls Got a lot of flava That's why when I hit em they want me to return the favour Yeah I hear what you sayin I hear you babe You be with me to the point where you be screaming my name Letras de canciones That I'm tryna get your clothes off From what I'm seeing you look so soft Is your body what I'm going on? Yeah I done had a lot of women that tell me what they do But can you show me babe You got me right I'm like oh Kimosabe your body is my hobby We freaking this ain't cheating as long as we tell nobody Tell your girl she leaving I'll meet you in the lobby I'm so cold yeah I need that hot tottie, Hot tottie, hot tottie I'm a choosy lover I pick em up Talk a lot of shit, I hope it's good as you putting out Yeah you fancy huh I'm tryna pull you out I see there's a lot of girls standing round She say... You could you're the best And I only want the best [Usher] I'm tryna get you home and get your clothes off Skeet skeet a couple off and then you dose off You claiming it's better what if I took it off Say you gon ride just don't fall off Yeah I done had a lot of women that tell me what they can do But can you show me babe Yeah you got me like [Jay-Z] My Queen, My Queen My Queen, My Queen [Lil Kim] Kimmy's is a Bugatti's She's a Maserati That queen Hot Tottie Don't compare me to nobody They way I move my body like I'm doing Pilates Fella's wanna touch (touch touch) my body Come and touch my body, come make me your hobby I'm riding his Kawasaki He call me mami so I call him papi I can be a girlie can you poke it like hotty It's the God it's more than an artist Got rich off my brains so that makes me the smartest Nigga who dat, nigga we dat It's Kimmy Hov and Usher (What a minute motherfucker) Breaker breaker [Jay-Z] They call me King Hov, copy? (como te llamas?) They call me King Hov, copy? (como te llamas?) They call me King Hov, copy? copy? copy? They call me King Hov, copy? Big ballin is my hobby So much so they think I'm down with the illuminati My watch do illuminate My pockets are naughty But I'm God body better ask somebody I was born a God I made myself a king Which means I downgraded to a human being You was born a Goddess I made you my queen Which mean we upgraded to Louis the thirteen Hot toddy her body like cognac Her momma like earth tea We birthed a couple of sacks And as the teeth speaks I greet all in the tipi We did it Indian style had the girls speaking In tongue she like young you hung what you done done Stop it fore you wake up my momma might (ahhhh) And now that I've arrived it's time that you go... I'm so cold I'm so cold... [Usher] That I'm tryna get your clothes off From what I'm seeing you look so soft Is your body what I'm going on? Yeah I done had a lot of women that tell me what they do But can you show me babe Yeah you got me right From Letras Mania