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Pound The Alarm (Explicit) 
Medium
by Nicki Minaj
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(Oh, oh, oh)
Come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter and hotter
and hotter, let's it down
Doe, what I gotta do to show
These girls I own them
call me Nicki, and some call me Roman
Exkeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza
snap it and I be my own sneaker
Sexy, that's all I do
If you need a bad b-tch
Let me call a few
Pumps on and little many skirts is out
I see some good girls, I'mma 'em out
Ok bottle, sip, bottle, dozzle
I'm a bad b-tch, no mussel, hey?
Bottle, sip, bottle, dozzle
I'm a bad b-tch, no mussel, let's go
Music, makes me, high
(Oh, oh, oh)
Come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we hotter, and hotter
and hotter, let's it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
I wanna do it for the night, night
So get me now, and knock this over
I do it like you like, like
Come get me, baby we're not getting younger
I just want you tonight, night
we won't do it for life
Music, makes me, high
(Oh, oh, oh)
my up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
The alarm, the alarm, the alarm, the alarm...
(Oh, oh, oh)
Come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get hot, and burn this floor
You we getting hotter, and hotter
and hotter, let's it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
Come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter and hotter
and hotter, let's it down
Doe, what I gotta do to show
These girls I own them
call me Nicki, and some call me Roman
Exkeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza
snap it and I be my own sneaker
Sexy, that's all I do
If you need a bad b-tch
Let me call a few
Pumps on and little many skirts is out
I see some good girls, I'mma 'em out
Ok bottle, sip, bottle, dozzle
I'm a bad b-tch, no mussel, hey?
Bottle, sip, bottle, dozzle
I'm a bad b-tch, no mussel, let's go
Music, makes me, high
(Oh, oh, oh)
Come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we hotter, and hotter
and hotter, let's it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
I wanna do it for the night, night
So get me now, and knock this over
I do it like you like, like
Come get me, baby we're not getting younger
I just want you tonight, night
we won't do it for life
Music, makes me, high
(Oh, oh, oh)
my up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
The alarm, the alarm, the alarm, the alarm...
(Oh, oh, oh)
Come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get hot, and burn this floor
You we getting hotter, and hotter
and hotter, let's it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
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