Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fightin' over Me, artist - Paris Hilton. Album song Paris (DMD Album), in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 13.08.2006
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Fightin' over Me |
Yeah |
This is that Paris Hilton, Scott Storch Production |
This is so hot |
So sexy |
J-J-J-Jadakiss |
Every time I turn around, the boys fightin' over me |
Every time I step out the house, they wanna fight over me |
Maybe 'cause I’m hot to death, and I’m so, so, so sexy |
All the boys, all the silly boys, they wanna fight over me |
Every time I turn around, the boys fightin' over me |
Every time I step out the house, they wanna fight over me |
Maybe 'cause I’m hot to death, and I’m so, so, so sexy |
All the boys, all the silly boys, they wanna fight over me |
Up, and passin' the Hilton Suite, I’m still chasin' ya |
Still patiently waitin' ma |
Come lay off them Hampton guys and I’mma take ya to the x |
Where them boys' lie |
Play the corner all day, just plays cuz G’s money |
From deep all day, I’m straight swoosh |
I’mma tie 'em at the Rucker, I’m at the Kanye ride |
Doors up, doing donuts on the half court line |
And any block we pass, niggas scream out crack |
Yeah ma, you with the realest, how simple is that? |
And you don’t need him, you just need me |
We can keep this on the low, we banned from TV |
And he ain’t gotta know, we ran through DC |
Club Dreamin' ain’t never be the same, we OD now |
Dis is dis is your boy Joe Cook and this nigga all mad |
Cause his chick got took |
Every time I turn around, the boys fightin' over me |
Every time I step out the house, they wanna fight over me |
Maybe 'cause I’m hot to death, and I’m so, so, so sexy |
All the boys, all the silly boys, they wanna fight over me |
We in the VIP, killin the ouncin' |
Whoeva' ain’t two steppin' is Willy bouncin' |
Yeah, and you know the name of the game, so let go of ya dame |
She chose me, ever since the DJ announced 'em |
And she got the right to |
Low button down, or WSL shades, the ice is bright too |
And I’m around Gomes, might as well let me get her |
I promise to send her back tomorrow, 'round noon |
Sore loser but a good winner |
Besides that she could use a little hood in her |
A 40 from auto bond and a hood inner |
You can bend her in the Range, back seat, at the center |
Get violent, if money wanna try me |
There’s somethin' on the top of my flicky that spits silent |
I don’t feel haters and if you feeling some kinda way |
E-mail him and tell him your still Jada’s |
Every time I turn around, the boys fightin' over me |
Every time I step out the house, they wanna fight over me |
Maybe 'cause I’m hot to death, and I’m so, so, so sexy |
All the boys, all the silly boys, they wanna fight over me |
Boys, boys, boys, boys, fightin' over me |
If you wanna go abroad, you’re gonna need a black dodd |
And welcome to Paris |
Boys, boys, boys, boys, fightin' over me |
All them boys, all them silly boys, they wanna fight over me |
Every time I turn around, the boys fightin' over me |
Every time I step out the house, they wanna fight over me |
Maybe 'cause I’m hot to death, and I’m so, so, so sexy |
All the boys, all the silly boys, they wanna fight over me |
Every time I turn around, the boys fightin' over me |
Every time I step out the house, they wanna fight over me |
Maybe 'cause I’m hot to death, and I’m so, so, so sexy |
All the boys, all the silly boys, they wanna fight over me |