| Lyrics: | Now, usualy i dont do this but uh... give em a lil preview of the remix
no im not tryin to
be rude,
but hey pretty girl im feelin you
the way you do the things you do
reminds me
of my Lexus coup
thats why im all up in ya grill
tryina get you to a hotel
you must be a
foot ball coach
the way you got me playin the field
so baby gimme that toot toot
and lemme get that beep beep
runnin her hands through my 'fro
bouncin on 24's
while they say on the radio...
[chorus]
its the remix to ignition
hot and
fresh out the kitchen
mama rollin that body
got evey man in her wishin
sippin on coke
and rum
im like so what im drunk
its the freakin weekend
baby im about to have me some
fun
Bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce
Bounce-bounce-bounce
now
its like murder she wrote
once i get you out them clothes
privacy is on the door
still
they can hear you screamin more
girl im feelin what you feelin
no more hopin and
wishin
im bout to take my key and
stick it in the ignition
so gimme that toot toot
and lemme get that beep beep
runnin her hands through my 'fro
bouncin on 24's
while they say on the radio...
[chorus]
its the remix to ignition
hot and
fresh out the kitchen
mama rollin that body
got evey man in her wishin
sippin on coke
and rum
im like so what im drunk
its the freakin weekend
baby im about to have me some
fun
crystall poppin in the stretch navigator
we got food every where
as if the
party was catored
we got fellas to my left
hunnies on my right
we bring em both together
we got drinkin all night
then after the show its the aft |
