MP3: LLoyd Banks-On Fire
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  Text skladby: LLoyd Banks-On Fire
New York City You are now rocking with the best Lloyd Banks G-Unit
We on fire up in here It's burning hot, we on fire Shorty take it off, if it get too hot Up in this spot, we on fire Tear the roof off this motherfucker Light the roof on fire
Uh, nigga what you say? We get loose in this motherfucker Light the roof on fire, fire, fire
Now I ain't putting nothing out, I smoke when I wanna Twenty-six inch chrome spokes on the Hummer This heat gon' last for the whole summer Running your bitch faster then the Road Runner Rocks on my wrist, rose gold under Glocks on my hip, those throw thunder I'm buying diamonds by the pair But when you stop, the only thing still spinning is your ear
Yeah, I'm riding with that all black snub Raiders cap back, all black gloves I'm 80's man, but the boy smack thugs These record sales equal more back rubs Not to mention I ball packed clubs His impacts about as raw as crack was Now all these new artists getting wrong deals I'm only twenty-one, sitting on mills
We on fire up in here It's burning hot, we on fire Shorty take it off, if it get too hot Up in this spot, we on fire Tear the roof off this motherfucker Light the roof on fire Uh, nigga what you say? We get loose in this motherfucker Light the roof on fire, fire, fire
If you know anything about me, then you know I'm a baller If I don't hit the first night, I ain't gon' call her I'm trying to play, you trying to have my daughter But I can't blame her for what her Momma taught her And I don't care what the next nigga bought her 'Cause I ain't putting no baguettes in her abuela I got a diamond about as clear as water And I got bread, but I ain't spending quarters
So cut the games Ma, let's go in the back Matter fact, turn your ass round, back a nigga down And I ain't bias when I'm riding through the town Like 'em small, like 'em tall, like 'em black, like 'em brown She gotta be able to cum when I need her Tight ass pants, little wife beater Regular chick or R&B diva Bitch say something, I ain't a mind reader
We on fire up in here It's burning hot, we on fire Shorty take it off, if it get too hot Up in this spot, we on fire Tear the roof off this motherfucker Light the roof on fire Uh, nigga what you say? We get loose in this motherfucker Light the roof on fire, fire, fire
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