Ivy Levan – Hot Damn

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I got that real good good
And you know it don’t come cheap
A pretty penny, a pretty penny, a pretty penny
You like what you see
You want it real bad bad
But you still, you still want more
Looking at me, looking at me
They’ll be knocking down my door

Hot damn!
These fools try to strip me from my paper
Damn, these fools won’t leave me alone
Hot damn!
These fools try to strip me from my paper
Damn, these fools won’t leave me alone
From New York to LA!
And every single day I said
Hot damn!
These fools try to strip me from my paper
Damn, these fools don’t leave me, leave me alone

You follow me like dogs
And I can’t, can’t get no sleep
A pretty penny, a pretty penny, a pretty penny
You just want a piece
Cause I got that real good good
And you just, keep wanting more
Looking at me, looking at me
What the hell you looking for?

Who turned that temperature up?
It’s hot enough to cook an egg in a frying pan
Who turned that temperature up?
Oh, it’s hot enough to make me crazy like the Son of Sam!
Hot damn!