One two, one two three, uh

Hot pants, hey, hot pants, uh, smokin'?
Hot pants, smokin'' that hot pants

That's where it's at a-that's where it's at
Take your fine self home
It looks much better than time
My fever keeps growin', girl, you're blowin' my mind

Thinkin' of loosin' that funky feelin' don't, uh
'Cause you got to use what you got
To get just what you want-a, hey huh

Hot pants, hey, hot pants smokin'?

Hot pants make ya sure of yourself, good Lord
You walk like you got the only lovin' left, hey
So brother if you're thinkin' of loosin' that feelin'
Then don't, yeah, 'cause a woman got to use what she got
To get just what she wants, hey

Hey hot pants
A-look a-hot pants won't make ya dance
But as slick as you are, ah, you make the pants
Uh, hey brother, do ya like it?

The girl over there with the funky pants on, ha
She can, ah, do the chicken all night long
The girl over there with the hot pants on, uh
She can do the funky broadway all night long

The girl over there with the hot pants on
Filthy macnasty all night long
Get down, hu, the one over there
With the mini dress, ha

I ain't got time, I still dig that mess
Get down, but I like the hot pants
Hey, I like hot pants

Ayy, bring it home
One more, hit me, ayy
Bring it home, bring it home
Uh, bring it on home
Bring it on home
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"Hot Pants (She Got To Use What She Got To Get What She Wants), Pt. 1" Lyrics