Hotter Than Fire

I'm dressing up for tonight
Don't need no list, no invite
I'm here to dance, dance
D-d-dance, dance

We had it straight to the bar
One drink we came any more
We're here to dance, dance
D-d-dance, dance

Moving , moving
I feel the vibe is getting loud, yeah
Moving, moving
And now the club is over crowded

And at the top of the night
I caught her right in my side
I took a chance, chance

She's cooler than ice
Flyer than wind
Hotter than fire

This is the night
I'm burning within
She's hotter than fire

I say, I'm flamable
I'm TNT, Light up
She's hotter than fire

I say, I'm flamable
I'm TNT, Light up,
She's hotter than fire

She rocks that outfit for me
Red dress they shawty indeed(?)
So my advance, vance
A-a-advance, vance

Her silouette trick is dead
She's got me catching my breath
She's so advanced, vanced
A-a-advanced, vanced

Moving, moving
I feel the vibe is getting loud, yeah
Moving, moving
When into be no doubt about it(?)

And at the end of the night
I'm leaving right by her side
I took a chance, chance

She's cooler than ice
Flyer than wind
Hotter than fire

This is the night
I'm burning within
She's hotter than fire

I say, i'm flamable
I'm TNT, Light up,
She's hotter than fire

I say, i'm flamable
I'm TNT, Light up,
She's hotter than fire

I said i'm TNT,
But i'm looking about your seat
They try, they can't compete
Cause I'm complete

I said, i'm TNT
But i'm looking about your seat
They try, they can't compete
Cause I'm complete

She's cooler than ice
Flyer than wind,
Hotter than fire

This is the night
I'm bruning within
She's hotter than fire

I said, I'm flamable
I'm TNT, Light up,
She's hotter than fire

I Said, I'm flamable
I'm TNT, Light up,
She's hotter than fire

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