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
CHORUS: 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
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/on-top-lyrics-alesha-dixon.html ] You like your cars loud, you like 'em worn out 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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