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to tumble I rope the game like a lasso, Southside down at Grasgo A little bit of hot tobasco, about to cause a fiasco Just pass go collect your do', spit fire
fire and shes makin me hot And the beat don't wanna stop And the heat is driving me crazy And i want her to be my lady Shes fire and shes makin me
ladies, put cha hands up, I said fellas, put cha hands up , Everybody now, put cha hands up, If you wanna get down, tonight c'mon [Chrous:] Cause shes fire
Though life is complicated, only what you make it to be Uhh, and my ambitions as a ridah to catch her while she hot, and horny, go up inside her Then I spit
whips [Curren$y] Now when I pull up, niggas running like Trans cars That'll buck backwards, in a black Jaguar You niggas is actors, Hot Spitter the truth Set a fire
of chocolate Es-trogen make y'all extra femme Spittin two hot lines but the rest is phlegm 7L, E-S, got that special blend Rock buttons up, not from
like a tech Pure uncut, fire it up, and watch the fiends come back Bubblin', real dogs stay around for troublin Eightball, pick up the ball, when them
hyperdermiac Below zero flow, enemies turn into eskimos Incognito, and don't wanna be Al Pacino Underground forever like Stretch and Bobbito Spit great balls of fire
up. Weathermen huddle up. Today the son of one too many 'yes sir's kings his checkers, watch the double jump. Back with a platter of hot leeches that'll drink up
worth, through the knowledge that all age enter the earth Till the devils and his dogs I fool I'll be the fuckin curse Spit fire more fire with my nigga Fire
to death, while trynna hit the jackpot Lyrically open, just like a crack spot [A-Sun] Fire burn, call me the solar monk, I got ya Heated up, sweatin'
guns out Bangin heads against the asphault sayin that he asked for it Locked niggaz up, expect life to fast forward That's torment, for his little man, fire
m too pretty Lean back and get brain, stupid, I'm silly Money that come, runnin' like water Mami so hot, damn it, she gorgeous Miami on fire, you better
control the cockpit While her partners in the back sixety-ninin' tradin' cock spit. [Ali] Up next, we got that hazel-eyed heartthrob Miss Fo' Reel, Penelope!!! [Penelope] Hot like fire
re not Always keep the round in the crouch Whenever me and family decide to lounge on the block Quick to pull it out if a clown get us hot Seeing bullets fire
zone, break a bitch down, break a break a bitch down Break a bitch up, take a take a bitch down She was your girl but she my bitch now, say what? Stand up, spit
