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Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars [Lil Wayne] Fresh out from my bid bitch it’s Lil Tuneche I Lucille Ball, bitch I love Lucy if these n-ggas dogs, I’m animal cruelty dont f-ck with me at all, cause I’m twisted like an Rubiks cube oh my, look how the time has flown and they say time is of the essence but what if there clock is wrong but all my problems will be second and all my worries will be gone I’ll have money back for breakfast smell like “bitch I’m rich cologne” ha, I’m so relaxed my Gucci flats aint got a scratch if you got a problem with I, well I will fix them, cataracts they say it cost to be the boss I paid the price including tax bitch I’m a fire flame spitter and to me you n-ggas wax [Chorus] (What ya talking bout) [Birdman] In this World with my Tommy gun banana clip the red rum 100 millions dollars, put my life down for my son spend a little cash, bust a n-gga ass 5 star n-gga, 2 mill on the dash yeah, militant minded upown soldier, you have been blinded grinding all the time, bitch stuntin, and we shining diving in deep sh-t, the money keep climbing blah, the bottles keep poppin’ Dom P, Rose, Perrier poppin’ them bitches see we rocking, the whips we be rocking iced up, tatted up, fire flame blaaap [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] Uh, I got p-ssy coming to me shotgun in my draws make your woman bite the bullet sittin’ in my hog, tell my chauffer “to the penthouse” pockets so deep its like my money gotta swim out Marley say f-ck em, Scoob say f-ck em bitch I’m still the best overall, like a jumper Weezy F, F, fire flame spitter hundred million dollars, pocket change n-gga [Birdman] See these first class flights we strapped up in the trenches n-gga want some business b-tch we getting it in this business some ten figure n-ggas blood rich gang n-gga fire flame spitters, point blank n-gga money and the power, swag out the shower spending n-gga, then them p-ssy’s running like some cowards bigger than life n-gga, c4 bitch a hundred million dolllars, my son born rich blaaapp! [Chorus 2x] Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars TG&HJ |
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