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Fire (Yes, Yes Y'all)

Let me just make this statement loud and clear, Jersey's here

Some dude's got problems with 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 aightYes, y'all it's the one and only, what else?

And I came to have fun, here homey, what else?

And I came with a ton of money but

Don't get it twisted, the gun is on me nowThis chick's with her man frontin' on me

I'll holla at her when she done with homey

'Cause, jump off, I got a ton of grown freaks

One named Tasha, one named MoniqueOne's diva'd out, keep her make-up tight

She got her good heels on with her jacob ice

And ma love to club, so she stay up nice

And she give me brains just the way I likeOne's real ghetto, don't give a reason

She knows I'm not her man, she don't riff 'bout cheatin'

Joey only go to her crib on weekends

Real real late when the kids are sleepin''Tis the season, no more BS music

Watch and learn, see us do this

Geeks, here's new shit, playboy, I keep

Exclusives to make dudes see less units, c'monCan'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 thatThere's some hoes in this house, there's some hoes in this house

Light that 'dro in that house, smoke that 'dro in that 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 niggas 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 shit and probably swell up your nose

Lotta bitches love when I spit so let me dazzle you hoesLet me prazzle your head, do and skidattle with 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 niggas that leave a crack in yo' skullHold up, see, I ain't finished with y'all before I diminish, let me handle

My business with y'all, watching you niggas

You shook, all you looking all nervous

Maybach infront the club, parked crooked on purpose, now ladiesMy 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 atCan'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 thatThere's some hoes in this house, there's some hoes in this house

Light that 'dro in that house, smoke that 'dro in that 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 niggas at?Let me just make this statement loud and clear, Jersey's here

Some dude's got problems with 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 aightYes, 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 weeklyWho's flyin' rap? I, in fact, by myself

No one behind the attack

And fuck sound scan I ain't buying that

'Cause y'all sell 'em to the stores then buy 'em backNow one hot storm, we'll fly and rap

If the rest of what you provide is wack

I see creativity dying fast

I'm glad producers charge so high for they tracksNow 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 egoFans left suffering, gasping

And it's embarrassing, jump off, I'm the aspirin

I'm still hungry, I'm still fasting

Y'all fade out, I'm just getting it crackingCan'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 thatThere's some hoes in this house, there's some hoes in this house

Light that 'dro in that house, smoke that 'dro in that 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 niggas at?Whoo

Whoo

Whoo

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Songwriters

KADISH, KEVIN / SMITH, CANAANPublished by

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