on fire, yeah, but everything's so cool She's on fire Now hit me She's on fire, yeah She's on fire I leave her stingin' Yeah, and now she's on fire
my girl She's on fire Yeaaa, And everything is so cool Now hit me... Haha, oww She's on fire, yeaa I'll like to steam you, yeaa And now she's on fire,
need some headroom Cause she can suck a golf ball through a garden hose I never sat her on the bench she my starting hose I'm on point at Game time, y
[Jennifer] Na na nananana nana na-eh (4x) [Lil Wayne] Ahem, Hi, I'm Tune, the man on the moon I live on the beach, get the sand out ya shoes And all
T's branks tryin in belief, im a lion on redeem, expired by the green never tired nor fatigue never defiant to my team never lien on the thing until im lyin on
without the other I stay... [Chorus] [Lil Wayne: Verse 2] Man I got fishes at my home and bitches on my phone Im like can you call me back because SportsCenter is on
[Lil Wayne] Rock star lifestyle might not make it, President got em' in the White House naked, Looked at the clock and it say right now, Get a pound break
Mane) I'm the fire, you say your mo' fire then nigga you a lie' (liar) Homie you and I, Know the trooper Thats between You and I Stupid jewelry on me
the fire. Make you come alive, I can take you higher. What this is? Forgot? I must now remind you. Let it rock, let it rock, let it rock. (Lil' Wayne
The Lambo new, the Lambo nice, The Lambo bad, The Lambo bright, and the cops can kiss my lambo lights, I?m Gone Hello I turn you on, She feel in love
[Intro:] Eyy Konvict Akon and Paul Wall on fire (she's hot hott) [Chorus:] This girl is on fire (She's hot hott) She's on fire (She's hot hott) She
like its sitting on 30 floors, 30 doors, 30 whores, few black bitches & perky whores, This shit looks like Jersey Shore, I'm on fire boy loose cannon, my car Bruce Wayne
is just a star right now, Soulja Boy is gone on the renegade, If life give you lemons make lemonade [Trey Songz - Chorus] [Soulja Boy talking] uh, No one person on
got them green backs like I laid on the grass Lucci be my nigga, the east is up the building Young Mula bait, the blanks already filled in Fire alarm
hand boy Bust up in the court and shoot the witness on the stand boy This is my game ask everybody in the stands boy I'm all red I'm on fire like an
Lil Wayne Get how you live or die trying Smoking on that G 5 We call it high flying As high as a Batman High Robin dont have an eye problem Pistol on
[Chorus] X2 Fire flame, flame, fire flame spitters Fire flame, flame, fire flame spitters Bitch we the business, hundred million dollars Bitch we the
tell 'em what you rep..(I represent Young Money) Yea I know you got me homie..(Busta, Bust I got you) Real Talk (I'm goin' in) Get 'em killaaa (Lil Wayne
