Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down (uh)
Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own 'em?
Some call me Nicki, and some call me Roman
Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza, whoa
Giuseppe Zanotti, my own sneaker
Sexy, sexy, that's all I do
If you need a bad bitch
Let me call a few
Pumps on and them little mini skirts is out
I see some good girls, I'ma turn 'em out
Okay, bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, hey?
Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, let's go
Music makes me high
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm
I wanna do it for the night, night
So get me now and knock this over
I wanna do it like you like, like
Come get me, baby, we're not getting younger
I just want you tonight, night
Baby, we won't do it for life, life, whoa
Music makes me high
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm
Alarm, alarm, alarm, alarm
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm
We 'bout to get up and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down (uh)
Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own 'em?
Some call me Nicki, and some call me Roman
Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza, whoa
Giuseppe Zanotti, my own sneaker
Sexy, sexy, that's all I do
If you need a bad bitch
Let me call a few
Pumps on and them little mini skirts is out
I see some good girls, I'ma turn 'em out
Okay, bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, hey?
Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, let's go
Music makes me high
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm
I wanna do it for the night, night
So get me now and knock this over
I wanna do it like you like, like
Come get me, baby, we're not getting younger
I just want you tonight, night
Baby, we won't do it for life, life, whoa
Music makes me high
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm
Alarm, alarm, alarm, alarm
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm
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Pound The Alarm Lyrics as written by Bilal Hajji Achraf Jannusi
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment
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I agree with @aaronplane, however could the term "pound the alarm" actually be a sexual reference?? The song is not doubt about clubbing, drinking and dancing, and that Nicki thinks she is very sexy and hot.
There are obvious sexual connotations with dancing in a club, and is therefore much a stretch to see "pound the alarm" as a metaphor for sex? You are more likely to use the term pound in the sense of sex than ringing a fire alarm. You could say that she (or the hot girls) are the alarm in that sentence ... think about it.