Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Pound The Alarm" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
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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
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own them
Some call me Nicki and some call me Roman
Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza, whoa
Giuseppe Zannotti my own sneaker
Sexy, sexy that's all I do
If you need a bad bitch, let me call a few
Pumps on and them little mini skirts is out
I see some good girls, I'm a turn 'em out
Okay, bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, hey
Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, 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 getting hotter and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut 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 wanna do it like you like, like
Come get me, baby, we're not getting younger
I just want you tonight, night
Baby, we won't do it for life, life, oh
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 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 up and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!