Traducción de la letra I'm really hot de Missy Elliot

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[Pre-Hook]
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

[1st Verse]
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
Everytime you play this record, smell like coochie
Follow dem´,Screamin´ like a groupay
Misdemeanor move my nookie like a hoochay
For them hatas 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

[Pre-Hook]
[Chorus]
I´m really,really hot
Everytime my records drop
Radio says I won´t stop
Cus´ I´m killin´ em´

[2nd Verse]
You don´t know whatcha´ talkin´ bout
You would think I was Sug when I come out
My album hit hard when I roll out
Yall records make a bitch wanna´ 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 celibate so, boy, you gets no tail
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

[Pre-Hook]
[Chorus]

Look,let me move to the left
Go head, let me feel 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 street
Yeah ya´ heard
Hatas´ 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

[Pre-Hook]
[Chorus]

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[Pre-Hook]
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

[1st Verse]
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
Everytime you play this record, smell like coochie
Follow dem´,Screamin´ like a groupay
Misdemeanor move my nookie like a hoochay
For them hatas 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

[Pre-Hook]
[Chorus]
I´m really,really hot
Everytime my records drop
Radio says I won´t stop
Cus´ I´m killin´ em´

[2nd Verse]
You don´t know whatcha´ talkin´ bout
You would think I was Sug when I come out
My album hit hard when I roll out
Yall records make a bitch wanna´ 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 celibate so, boy, you gets no tail
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

[Pre-Hook]
[Chorus]

Look,let me move to the left
Go head, let me feel 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 street
Yeah ya´ heard
Hatas´ 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

[Pre-Hook]
[Chorus]

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