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

Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza (whoa)

Giuseppe Zannotti my own sneaker

Sexy, sexy that's all I do

If you need a bad bitch

Let me call a few

Pumps on and them little mini skirts is out

I see some good girls, I'm a turn 'em out

Ok bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle

I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, what?

Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle

I'm a bad bitch, 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, life

Oh-ohh

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!

The Alarm!

The Alarm!

The Alarm!

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

Pound the alarm!

Pound the alarm!

Pound the alarm!