Paris Hilton, Jadakiss, Fat Joe - Fightin' Over Me lyrics

Yeah this is that Paris Hilton
Scott Storch Production this is so hot
So sexy j-J-J-Jadakiss

Every time I turn around
The boys fightin' over me
Every time I step out the house
They wanna fight over me
Maybe 'cause I'm hot to death
And I'm so, so, so sexy
All the boys, all the silly boys
They wanna fight over me
Every time I turn around
The boys fightin' over me
Every time I step out the house
They wanna fight over me
Maybe 'cause I'm hot to death
And I'm so, so, so sexy
All the boys, all the silly boys
They wanna fight over me

Up, and passin' the Hilton Suite
I'm still chasin' ya
Still patiently waitin', ma
Come lay off them Hampton guys and
I'mma take ya to the x where them boys' lie
Play the corner all day
Just plays cuz G's money
From deep all day, I'm straight swoosh
I'mma tie 'em at the Rucker
I'm at the Kanye ride
Doors up, doing donuts on the half court line
And any block we pass
Niggas scream out crack
Yeah ma, you with the realest
How simple is that?
And you don't need him, you just need me
We can keep this on the low
We banned from TV
And he ain't gotta know, we ran through DC
Club Dreamin' ain't never be the same
We OD now dis is dis is your boy Joe
Cook and this nigga all mad
'Cause his chick got took

Every time I turn around
The boys fightin' over me
Every time I step out the house
They wanna fight over me
Maybe 'cause I'm hot to death
And I'm so, so, so sexy
All the boys, all the silly boys
They wanna fight over me

We in the VIP, killin the ouncin'
Whoeva' ain't two steppin' is Willy bouncin'
Yeah, and you know the name of the game
So let go of ya dame
She chose me, ever since the DJ announced 'em
And she got the right to
Low button down, or WSL shades
The ice is bright too and I'm around Gomes
Might as well let me get her
I promise to send her back tomorrow
'round noon sore loser, but a good winner
Besides that she could use a
Little hood in her
A 40 from auto bond and a hood inner
You can bend her in the Range, back seat
At the center
Get violent, if money wanna try me
There's somethin' on the top of
My flicky that spit's silent
I don't feel haters and if
You feeling some kinda way
E mail him and tell him your still Jada's

Every time I turn around
The boys fightin' over me
Every time I step out the house
They wanna fight over me
Maybe 'cause I'm hot to death
And I'm so, so, so sexy
All the boys, all the silly boys
They wanna fight over me

Boys, boys, boys, boys, fightin' over me
If you wanna go abroad
You're gonna need a black dodd
And welcome to Paris
Boys, boys, boys, boys, fightin' over me
All them boys, all them silly boys
They wanna fight over me

Every time I turn around
The boys fightin' over me
Every time I step out the house
They wanna fight over me
Maybe 'cause I'm hot to death
And I'm so, so, so sexy
All the boys, all the silly boys
They wanna fight over me
Every time I turn around
The boys fightin' over me
Every time I step out the house
They wanna fight over me
Maybe 'cause I'm hot to death
And I'm so, so, so sexy
All the boys, all the silly boys
They wanna fight over me