| I feel like fire, I feel like rain
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| I can take you higher, but you gotta earn it
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| Woo, I’m lit, don’t mess with it
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| Woo, stand back, let me do my shit
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| Woo, I’m lit, don’t mess with it, woo
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| Hands to the sky, show me that you’re mine
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| Hands to the sky, show me that you’re mine
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| And baby, worship me
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| Worship me
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| On your knees
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| Patiently, quietly, faithfully, worship me
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| Feel that lightning down in my soul
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| And if you wanna feel the thunder, baby
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| Better let me know
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| Let me know
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| Woo, I’m lit, don’t mess with it
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| Woo, stand back, let me do my shit
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| Woo, I’m lit, don’t mess with it
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| Hands to the sky, show me that you’re mine
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| Hands to the sky, show me that you’re mine
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| And baby, worship me
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| Worship me (Uh-huh)
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| On your knees
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| Patiently, quietly, faithfully, worship me
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| Oh, here it goes, okay
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| Stop and smell my roses, posies
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| Appreciate my poses, they know
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| I’ma fanfare like the star-spangled
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| Oh, say, can you see my angles?
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| 'Cause I’m hotter than the, I’m hotter than the stovetop
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| You can put your kettle on, but I’ma make the thing pop
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| No, I ain’t talkin' 'bout my word, just my work
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| You can add it all up while I’m beefin' up my purse
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| Hands to the sky, show me that you’re mine (Make me believe it)
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| Hands to the sky, show me that you’re mine (Oh, yeah)
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| And baby, worship me (Worship me)
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| Worship me (Get it together, make it feel good)
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| On your knees
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| Patiently, quietly, faithfully, worship me |