it takes Baby's on fire an' she's got the shakes Baby, baby, baby's on fire Ooh, she can't get no high Baby, my baby, my baby's on fire Oh, she's burning
Tradução: Great White. Bebé On Fire.
wanted on the streets of the East coast Young Gunz fire and niggaz bleed, I see Mo [Kastro] I be shinin like white diamonds and crystal, glistenin
With a white boy ain't got to jump no where cause I'm here Nigga I'm on fire yeah and I'm every bitch's dream One, two I'm coming for you, I'm a big
Baby boy 'cause I'm all grown up [Verse 2] 30's the new 20 nigga, I'm on fire still These young boys is like a fire drills (Uhh) False alarms (Uhh),
my hooks Make the girls fall in love open up like books This shit is bananas just like Gwen Stefani And I swear your girls trying to be my baby's mommy
Strange things happen in nighttime hours Yesterday's buds, tomorrow's flowers Those who speak numbers, refuse the great forgiver Powerful men raise your
beginners Passing on the left-hand side With a sideways smile And I'm always One step from stalling Bad trips can make great stallers Baby dance all night With your ass on fire
The sweet beginnings Passing on the left hand side With a sideways smile And I'm always One step from stalling Bad trips can make great stories Dance all night With your ass on fire
's been a great day Everythang's funny at first 'Til I showed 'em how much bein' country is worth Just bought me a dodge, a hemi, give me 20 new 20's
In a movie with a white boy ain't got to jump no where cause I'm here Nigga I'm on fire yeah and I'm every bitch's dream One, two I'm coming for you,
the world in great distances And ain't a place that I know that bear resemblance That's why we it The Planet Not a borough or a prov, it's our style that's
man Make shots, boom, boom, boom, boom, bang Man we the best never the less You know we get it hot Fire flame, fire, fire flame Put me on the track and
suck) Are you ready? Yeah man c'mon Yeah we ready fat bitch What's the name of your selection? Uhh hold on hold on uhh I have the bomb shit dawg The
And i aint even talkin street shit Young angel, young lie and im done tryin I'm jus doin, who's drinkin' cause im buyin' It's on me, everything is on
as I shot my wad pulled on my pants, cocked up my gat I gotta get rid of this hood rat 'cause she's callin' up her man on my telephone it's time for this
two to his dome (Oh no!) Cry babies go home I got people scared as fuck like when condoms break Or how your heart deals with eatin' eighty pounds of steak So put your belly on
what it takes to make a poor man's heart break, a poor man's heart break Lover, you turn me on, but quick as a flash, your love is gone Baby I'm gonna
