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 too hot
Up in the 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 ain't putting nothing out
I smoke when I wanna
26-inch chromes 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
I'm buying diamond by the pier
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 they boy smack thugs
These record sales equals more back rubs
Not to mention I bought a pack of clubs
His impacts about raw as crack was
Now all these new artists getting raw deals
I'm only 21 sitting on mills
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
If you know anything about me
Then you know that I'm a baller
If I ain't hit the first night
I ain't gonna 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
I got a diamond about as clear as water
And I got bread but I ain't spending quarters
So cut the games ma lets go in the back
Matter fact turn your ass round
Back a nigga down
And i ain't bias when i'm riding through 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
[Chorus]