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Текст песни: Walk in the club — lights go low
Everybody watches, yeah I steal the show
Heels on the floor — spark in the dark
Boys freeze up, like they see a spark
I don't play games, I just feel the beat
Hips movin' slow — you can't stay in your seat
Lips on fire, like a summer night
Wanna step up? Boy, you better be tight
Chica boom, chica boom — body's on flame
I own this floor, and I know my name
Chica boom, chica boom — ice gone fast
Dance with me once, you're hooked at last
My energy's pure — just drive and light
Queen of this club, yeah I run the night
Sweat on my skin, lasers in my eyes
Your look's undressing me — no surprise
I won't say no, I'll say "catch me first"
Hands on my waist — don't call, just burst
Every guy in here wants a taste of me
But tonight, boy, you're the one I see
Chica boom, chica boom — body's on flame
I own this floor, and I know my name
Chica boom, chica boom — ice gone fast
Dance with me once, you're hooked at last
Look in my eyes — fire and chill
I'm not a toy, I write the thrill
Give me that bass, I'll break the room
After my dance — you're my perfume
Chica boom… boom-boom-boom
Everybody watches, yeah I steal the show
Heels on the floor — spark in the dark
Boys freeze up, like they see a spark
I don't play games, I just feel the beat
Hips movin' slow — you can't stay in your seat
Lips on fire, like a summer night
Wanna step up? Boy, you better be tight
Chica boom, chica boom — body's on flame
I own this floor, and I know my name
Chica boom, chica boom — ice gone fast
Dance with me once, you're hooked at last
My energy's pure — just drive and light
Queen of this club, yeah I run the night
Sweat on my skin, lasers in my eyes
Your look's undressing me — no surprise
I won't say no, I'll say "catch me first"
Hands on my waist — don't call, just burst
Every guy in here wants a taste of me
But tonight, boy, you're the one I see
Chica boom, chica boom — body's on flame
I own this floor, and I know my name
Chica boom, chica boom — ice gone fast
Dance with me once, you're hooked at last
Look in my eyes — fire and chill
I'm not a toy, I write the thrill
Give me that bass, I'll break the room
After my dance — you're my perfume
Chica boom… boom-boom-boom
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