Hot
S.A Finest Lyrics
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm really,really
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Let me holla' at the d.j.
Come on d.j. put that record on the replay
Don't you see how them bitches move they bootay
Follow dem',Screamin' like a groupay
Misdemeanor move my nookie like a hoochay
For them haters fuck whatever you say
Because you know I'm too cool for you anyway
I'm just a bad bitch
M-I-S,Miss
I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this
I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list
Them otha' artist, I keep em' all restless
I don't french kiss unless it's 50 cent
Vivica,we can share him like the president
Tabloids,I don't care,it's irrelevant,I'm heaven sent
Now watch how I do this shit
[Bridge]
[Chorus:]
I'm really,really hot
Every time my records drop
Radio says I won't stop
Cause' I'm killin' em'
You don't know what ya talkin' bout
You would think I was Sug when I come out
My album hit hard when I roll out
Y'all records make a bitch want to' throw em out
And that's no doubt
See I rock bells
Fly as hell and cool as ?
Baby can't ya' tell
I lick my lips like I'm L.L.
And I'm doin' it,and doin' it,and doin' it well
Straight to the hotel
I'm cellabut so,boy,you gets no tell
Kiss,kiss and still you gets nowhere
Just two blue balls down in yo' underwear
I play unfair
I'm a hot gal
Hot cars and stars and strip bars
And ain't hot if I'm not there
I'm a true playa'
You can find me up in any record store
Hurry up and get chere
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
Look,let me move to the left
Go head,let me fell myself
Touch my chest my sweat
Show that d.j. how I shake my breast
Jiggle,jiggle,jangle
Watch how my gludius dangle
I do a 1-2 step,STOP
No,I ain't done yet
Everybody in the club,go to work
Tight jeans,crop shirts,short skirts
I'm gonna' rock to the beat till' it hurt
I'm gonna' drop it on the streets
Yeah ya' heard
Haters' I flip the bird
Got guns,so what,I ain't scurred
I came to boogie and swerve
I ain't lyin' folk that's my word
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
Really
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Really
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
The lyrics of S.A Finest's song "Hot" are about the rapper's confidence and ability to impress the audience with her music. She starts by addressing the DJ and asking them to replay her song because of how well it makes people dance. She brags that every time the song gets played, it makes the club smell like coochie, and everyone starts screaming like a groupie. She further asserts her dominance over other artists, saying that she keeps them restless, and she talks whatever she wants because she is too cool for the haters. She declares that she is a bad bitch and keeps talking shit until people get her point.
The chorus of the song reiterates the fact that S.A Finest is truly hot, and every time she drops a record, it becomes an instant hit. She mocks other artists, saying their albums are not as good, and they make people want to throw them out. She talks about how she is rock bells, fly as hell, and cooler than other artists. She brags that she is a true playa and can be found in any record store. She tells her fans to hurry up and get to where she is for a good time.
The song's overall message is that S.A Finest is a top-tier artist who is confident in her abilities to make great music. She is not afraid to speak her mind and puts other artists in their place. It's a song about empowerment and taking charge of your life.
Line by Line Meaning
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Expressing excitement and confidence
I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm really,really
Emphasizing how hot and confident she is
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot with sexual energy and pure talent
Let me holla' at the d.j.
Asking the DJ to start playing the song again
Come on d.j. put that record on the replay
Asking the DJ to repeatedly play the song on the radio
Don't you see how them bitches move they bootay
Noticing the way other women dance to the song
Everytime you play this record, smell like coochie
A raw, sexual song that makes people crazy on dance floor
Follow dem',Screamin' like a groupay
People are devoted fans and followers of the artist
Misdemeanor move my nookie like a hoochay
Misdemeanor knows how to work her body
For them haters fuck whatever you say
Disregarding critics and dismissing their negative comments
Because you know I'm too cool for you anyway
Misdemeanor knows she is better than everyone else
I'm just a bad bitch
A confident, strong woman who does not take things from men
M-I-S,Miss
Misdemeanor knows how to spell her nickname with attitude
I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this
Misdemeanor keeps talking trash to let people know she is on top
I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list
Misdemeanor owns the places she goes to and never needs an invitation to go inside
Them otha' artist, I keep em' all restless
Other artists are always intimidated by Misdemeanor's success and talent
I don't french kiss unless it's 50 cent
Misdemeanor is picky when it comes to choosing partners
Vivica,we can share him like the president
Comparing her partner to the President of the United States and inviting actress Vivica to share him with her
Tabloids,I don't care,it's irrelevant,I'm heaven sent
Misdemeanor is above tabloid gossip and is confident her talents are a gift from Heaven
Now watch how I do this shit
Challenging others to watch her rise to success
Look,let me move to the left
Changing up the tempo and style of the song
Go head,let me fell myself
Misdemeanor is in control and will express herself
Touch my chest my sweat
Sensual, confident gesture to show off her physique
Show that d.j. how I shake my breast
An attention-grabbing move for the DJ and everyone around her
Jiggle,jiggle,jangle
A fun, upbeat verse to accompany her physical dancing
Watch how my gludius dangle
Proudly showing off her derriere
I do a 1-2 step,STOP
A distinctive dance move that people can copy
No,I ain't done yet
Misdemeanor has more creative moves up her sleeve
Everybody in the club,go to work
Misdemeanor is commanding everyone in the club to dance along with her
Tight jeans,crop shirts,short skirts
Describing the type of clothing the people in the club are wearing
I'm gonna' rock to the beat till' it hurt
Misdemeanor is committed to putting on a great performance
I'm gonna' drop it on the streets
Misdemeanor is taking her act to the streets to share her talents with even more people
Yeah ya' heard
Asserting to everyone listening to the song that she is the real deal
Haters' I flip the bird
Misdemeanor disses the people who try to bring her down in a bold, empowering move
Got guns,so what,I ain't scurred
Misdemeanor is not afraid of guns or anyone who might try to intimidate her
I came to boogie and swerve
Misdemeanor is in the club to dance and have a good time
I ain't lyin' folk that's my word
Misdemeanor is telling the truth and there is no question about it
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Greg Callender, Isaac Wright, James Smith, Melissa Elliott, Shaun Toureau Le, Taharqa Aleem, Timothy Mosley, Tunde Ra Aleem, TUNDE RA ALEEM, LESHAUN TOUREAU, JERRY CALLENDER, JAMES TODD SMITH, MISSY ELLIOTT, GREGORY CALLENDER, MELISSA A. ELLIOTT, TAHARQA
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