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Fire (f: Busta Rhymes) Lyrics – Joe Budden


Fire (f: Busta Rhymes)

Joe Budden
Song Writer(s): Budden, Joseph Anthony, Glover, Melvin, Glover, Nathaniel, Mclaran, Al Jr, Morris, Eddie, Ski,
Publisher: SONGS OF UNIVERSAL INC, SONY/ATV MELODY, T'ZIAH'S MUSIC,



Let me just make this statement
Loud and clear, Jersey's here
Some dude's got problems wit' me
Over there, I ain't care


Some people see me creep
They mack all type, that's alright
You know, I slurp my drink
I'm clipped inside, kids aight


Yes, y'all it's the one and only
And I came to have fun, here homie
And I came wit' a ton of money
Don't get it twisted the gun is on me


This chick's wit' her man frontin' on me
I'll holla at her when she done wit homie
'Cause, Jump Off, I got a ton of grown freaks
One named Tasha, one named Monique


One's diva'd out, keep her make-up tight
She got her good heels on wit' her Jacob ice
And ma love to club, so she stay up nice
And she give me brains just the way I like


One's real ghetto, don't give a reason
She knows I'm not her man, she don't riff 'bout cheating
Joey only go to her crib on weekends
Real real late when the kids are sleeping


'Tis the season, no more BS music
Watch and learn, see us do this
Geeks here's new ****
Playboy I keep exclusives to make dudes see less units


Can't stop, won't stop
Rock it to the rhythm
'Cause we, ah get down
'Cause we, ah get down


'Cause we, ah get down
Joe Budden, Busta Bus
'Cause we, ah get down
And we seeing that


There's some hoes in this house
There's some hoes in this house
Light that dro' in tha house
Smoke that dro' in tha house


Bring that doe in this house
Bring that doe in this house
Where dem hoes in this house?
Where dem hoes in this house?
Where my *****s at?


Guess who's coming?
It be the God of the flows
It be the God of the spitting
It be the God of the blows


You'll be black and blue up your ****
And probably swell up your nose
Lotta *****es love when I spit
So let me dazzle you hoes


Let me prazzle your head, do and skidattle wit' Joe
And get a stack of that money and get a stack of the dro'
Better back it up money before they crack through the dome
I got a pack of them *****s that leave a crack in yo skull


Hold up, see I ain't finished wit y'all
Before I diminish let me handle my business wit' y'all
Watching you *****s, you shook, all you looking all nervous
Maybach in front the club, parked crooked on purpose


Now, ladies my Mercedes Maybach
Probably hold six in the back and three if ya fat
Probably hold more in the back if they sit on the lap
I gotta go and move to the party to see where it's at


Can't stop, won't stop
Rock it to the rhythm
'Cause we, ah get down
'Cause we, ah get down


'Cause we, ah get down
Joe Budden, Busta Bus
'Cause we, ah get down
And we seeing that


There's some hoes in this house
There's some hoes in this house
Light that dro' in tha house
Smoke that dro' in tha house


Bring that doe in this house
Bring that doe in this house
Where dem hoes in this house?
Where dem hoes in this house?
Where my *****s at?


Let me just make this statement
Loud and clear, Jersey's here
Some dude's got problems wit' me
Over there, I ain't care


Some people see me creep
They mack all type, that's alright
You know I slurp my drink
I'm clipped inside, kids aight


Yes yes, y'all who ain't believe me?
Don't be fooled it ain't this easy
All y'all so 'n so's shamed, that cheesy
You wonder why people don't go and spend they change on a weekly


Who's fly in rap? I in fact
By myself, no one behind the attack
And ***k Sound Scan, I ain't BUYING that
'Cause y'all sell 'em to the stores then buy 'em back


Now one hot storm, we'll fly and rap
If the rest of you provide is wack
I see creativity dying fast
I'm glad producers charge so high for they tracks


Now they do it all, you just applying the rap
Honestly now, it's not the economy's down
Now rap dudes suck they own pee hole
The wacker the music the bigger the ego


Fans left suffering, gasping
And it's embar***ing, Jump Off I'm the aspirin'
I'm still hungry, I'm still fasting
Y'all fade out, I'm just getting it cracking


Can't stop, won't stop
Rock it to the rhythm
'Cause we, ah get down
'Cause we, ah get down


'Cause we, ah get down
Joe Budden, Busta Bus
'Cause we, ah get down
And we seeing that


There's some hoes in this house
There's some hoes in this house
Light that dro' in tha house
Smoke that dro' in tha house


Bring that doe in this house
Bring that doe in this house
Where dem hoes in this house?
Where dem hoes in this house?
Where my *****s at?

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