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On Fire Lyrics By Lloyd Banks

    lloyd banks
    new york city hunger for more
    you are now rocking with the best
    lloyd banks
    gunit

    hook lloyd banks 50 cent
    we on fire
    up in here it’s burning hot
    we on fire
    shorty take it off if it get too hot up in this spot
    we on fire
    tear the roof off this motherfucker light the roof on fire
    uh nigga what you say
    we getting loose in this motherfucker light the roof on fire fire fire this

    lloyd banks
    right
    nah i ain’t putting nothing out i smoke when i wanna
    6inch chrome spokes on the hummer
    this heat gon last for the whole summer
    running your bitch faster than 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 hair
    yeah i’m riding with that all black snub
    raiders cap back all black gloves
    i’m 80’s 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 wrong deals
    i’m only sitting on mills

    hook lloyd banks 50 cent
    we on fire
    up in here it’s burning hot
    we on fire
    shorty take it off if it get too hot up in this spot
    we on fire
    tear the roof off this motherfucker light the roof on fire
    uh nigga what you say
    we getting loose in this motherfucker light the roof on fire fire fire

    lloyd banks
    ugh
    if you know anything about me then you know i’m a baller
    if i don’t hit the first night i ain’t gon’ 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 bout what the next nigga bought her
    cause i ain’t putting no baguettes in her butter
    i got a diamond about as clear as water
    and i got bread but i ain’t sparing a quarter
    so cut the games ma let’s go in the back
    matter fact turn your ass ’round back a nigga down
    and i ain’t bias when i’m riding through the town
    like ’em small like ’em tall like ’em black like ’em brown
    she gotta be able to come when i need her
    tight ass pants little wife beater
    regular chick or rb diva
    bitch say something i ain’t a mind reader

    hook lloyd banks 50 cent
    we on fire
    up in here it’s burning hot
    we on fire
    shorty take it off if it get too hot up in this spot
    we on fire
    tear the roof off this motherfucker light the roof on fire
    uh nigga what you say
    we getting loose in this motherfucker light the roof on fire fire fire

    Artist: Lloyd Banks

    Year: 2004

    Decade: 00s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 274