get on a song I *tie coo?* I just went and brought another home Who you stuntin on? I'm never off, I set it off, and you were never on What's there to
cool sense of humor and her attitude right. She go to real estate school, she do hair on da side. went to school tha practice law, need her on my side
the weight of the worlds on your shoulders And you feel your about to blow up Baby i will give you something to hold on to And oh oh oh come rest your head on
Soon as I seen her saw us playin' hide the weiner Wanna, "Freak Like Me" fuck Adina Up and down is the object, side to side Make you holla out my name
a tight skirt Bet I know you?re tight work, bet I make ya cum first Gucci mane, yeah, bet we make a sex tape Flood it on the internet, put it on my
the charms lit and the coders holding on the dons wrist she got the ill will chain on turqouise boots sayin god son this the theme song Chorus-Amerie baby- you know the size of this
under armpits, chauffeurs and the charms lit And a coat is holding on the Don's wrist She got the ill Will chain on Turquoise boots saying 'God's Son', this
in full effect, Nicky in full effect Tomeka in full effect, ladies in full effect Ain't nothing goin' on but the rent Yeah play on play that Play on play on
No Diggity Blackstreet/Dr. Dre/Queen Pen You know what I like the playettes No diggity, no doubt Play on playette Play on playette Yo Dre, drop
full effectLisa in full effectNicky in full effectTomeka in full effectLadies in full effectAin't nothing goin' on but the rentYeah play on play thatPlay on play on
takin the wheel (Hook) 2x (Too $hort) She followed me to the bathroom, and I ain't have to pee I'm at the club tryin to do this little nasty freak
ass bitches is low budget Straight traitor's, so fuck you and the glass that you puff on Don't smile in my face, when you see me get the fuck on Dope
remember eatin' Kool-Aid and sunflower seeds (do it a) Jelly shoes, hair braided wit 1000 beads (let's do it again) Mama sittin' on the porch 'till the lights come on
Chorus:] This girl is on fire (She's hot hott) She's on fire (She's hot hott) She is burning up the club now Stop, Drop n roll This girl is on fire (
ain't got good luck You gon' ride on a man and catch 25 (Blown away) Or get hit and get sent to the other side You lose both sides of the coin So me
on Chorus Verse Two: Sean Lett I feel blessed I survived two decades in this world Then Ninety slid in naked now I got a baby girl Ain't this a bitch
cup Yessir, I'm in the Mix-a-Lot Bitches put em on the glass while I'm puttin stickers on they ass I rule everything around me like cash On the rocks
once-mines on dumb rhymes I combine I'm hype like I'm unsigned, my diet I unswine Eating beef sometimes I try to cut back on that shit This rap shit