Fightin' over Me - Paris Hilton

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 spits 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