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Cause she's a hot girl She make me wanna, make me wanna say Cause she's a hot girl She make me wanna, make me wanna say [x2] Now she's my private girl and I'm a Gucci Mane Now she's my freaky girl, no she don't play no games She got her money right, top down late night She got her hair down, Louie heels, dress tight She got a lot of friendses, they're rollin' business Don't' fuck with nothin', but don't take about her lenses I bet them kisses taste so delicious Next time I see her I am going on a mission She just walked up in the club Now she's doing her thing upon the dance floor Now all of these niggas is coming up to her runnin' their game But she don't hear em no. Cause she's a hot girl She make me wanna, make me wanna say Cause she's a hot girl She make me wanna, make me wanna say Now just break it down baby, break break it down baby Letras de cancionesNow shake it down baby, shake shake it down baby Now hop in my Mercedes, and won't you be my lady And can take it back to the mid-eighties And they get mad when we show up, every time that we roll up in the room Cause we're set to say it down And they get mad when we show up, every time that we roll up in the room Cause we're set to say it down She just walked up in the club Now she's doing her thing upon the dance floor Now all of these niggas is coming up to her runnin' their game But she don't hear em no. Cause she's a hot girl She make me wanna, make me wanna say Cause she's a hot girl She make me wanna, make me wanna say Cause she's a hot girl... From Letras Mania