Lloyd Banks - On fire



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   [Talking]
  New York City
  You are now rocking with the best
  Lloyd Banks
  G-Unit
  
  [Chorus]
  We on fire
  Up in here, it's burning hot
  We on fire
  Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot
  We on fire
  Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire
  Nigga what you say
  We get loose in this motherfucker, light the roof on fire fire fire
  
  [Verse 1]
  Now I aint putting nothing out, I smoke when I wanna
  26-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, rolls gold under
  Glocks on my hip, those throw thunder
  Im buying diamond by the pier
  But when you stop, the only thing still spinning is your ear
  Yeah, im riding with that all black snub
  Raiders cap back, all black gloves
  Im 80s man, but the boy smack thugs
  These record sales equal more back rubs
  Not to mention I bought a pack of clubs
  His impacts about as raw as crack was
  Now all these new artists getting raw deals
  Im only 21, sitting on mills
  
  [Chorus]
  We on fire
  Up in here, it's burning hot
  We on fire
  Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot
  We on fire
  Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire
  Nigga what you say
  We get loose in this motherfucker, light the roof on fire fire fire
  
  [Verse 2]
  If you know anything about me, then you know im a baller
  If I aint hit the first night, I aint gon call her
  Im 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 bout what the next nigga bought her
  Cause I aint putting no baguettes in her prada
  I got a diamond about as clear as water
  And I got bread, but I aint spend quarters
  So cut the games ma, lets go in the back
  Matter fact, turn your ass round, back a nigga down
  And I aint bias when im 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 aint a mind reader
  
  [Chorus]
  We on fire
  Up in here, it's burning hot
  We on fire
  Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot
  We on fire
  Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire
  Nigga what you say
  We get loose in this motherfucker, light the roof on fire fire fire
  




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