On Top Lyrics

Jeans a a t-shirt, that's what you prefer
Heineken kinda kinda guy, I do my research
But every time I see you, you're sipping grey goose
And I see that new Prada shirt, Mister GQ

Who you tryna impress, impress me
Ooh I love it, ooh I love it, so sexy
All dressed up, now undress me
Oh I look so good on ya
You thought I was hot before
Lights, camera press record
Wait til we, wait til we hit the floor
Ooh we so look good

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I'm your cherry on top, when I met you, you were hot
Now you're such a superstar
Boy I'm on the A-list, I'll make you famous.
I'm your cherry on top, make you wanna tie the knot
You know I can make you rock
Yeah I got the magic 'cause I'm the baddest

Lemme, lemme get on top

You like your cars loud, you like 'em worn out Alesha Dixon - On Top - http://motolyrics.com/alesha-dixon/on-top-lyrics.html
You say you'd rather watch the game at your boys house

But when you come around me, I hop in your bugati
End up at the club, on the floor where you found me

Who you tryna impress, impress me
Ooh I love it, ooh I love it, so sexy
All dressed up, now undress me
Oh I look so good on ya
You thought I was hot before
Lights, camera press record
Wait til we, wait til we hit the floor
Ooh we so look good

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Lemme, lemme get on top

If you got the cake, I got the icing
Just hop in the plane baby, I'll do the flying
Push the throttle up, look at how much I scream
Throw me on the top, I'll make your life so exciting

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