Ashlee Simpson - Hot Stuff Lyrics

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I walk into your joint 
With a hoddie on 
Don't need a short skirt 
To get it on 
It goes on 

Here she comes 
Sunday school girl wanting some 
Uh, she's wearing that? 
Better expect the boys attack 

Truce! 
I want some of that happy juice 
What kind of sorta 
People in hell would die for John Walker 
Wait a sec, everybody down (Hit the deck)

People say you're going out your mind 
To think you're hot stuff, gotta think you're hot stuff 
What you're gonna do they talk about it anyhow 
Gotta think you're hot stuff, I know I'm hot stuff 

Okay, one, two 
Everybody look what I can do 
I can bring me like up all the way (Can she do it, Can she do it?) 
Piece of cake 

Show off
She just wanna take her clothes off 
Uhh 
Fire 
I got that, that get you 
Higher 
One to another you will discover 
That's the way it is

People say you're going out your mind 
To think you're hot stuff, gotta think you're hot stuff 
What you're gonna do they talk about it anyhow 
Gotta think you're hot stuff, I know I'm hot stuff 

People say you're going out your mind 
To think you're hot stuff, gotta think you're hot stuff 
What you're gonna do they talk about it anyhow 
Gotta think you're hot stuff, I know I'm hot stuff 

What you're gonna do when ya'll zip it 
Chad, flip it! 

Feels like I'm in candyland 
I'm going down the shute again 
With unicornes and fairy wounds 
I think I've had too much to drink 

People say you're going out your mind 
To think you're hot stuff, gotta think you're hot stuff 
What you're gonna do they talk about it anyhow 
Gotta think you're hot stuff, I know I'm hot stuff 

People say you're going out your mind 
To think you're hot stuff, gotta think you're hot stuff 
What you're gonna do they talk about it anyhow 
Gotta think you're hot stuff, I know I'm hot stuff 

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lyrics submitted by mR_PoP on 29-04-2008
lyrics corrected by Chelsea on 24-05-2008