On Fire Lyrics

[Chorus]
Mama bad,
Mama mean
Gasoline
She's on fire,
Put her out,
As a matter of fact,
Take her out,
Cause she's on fire
Got on my knees and asked my Lord to keep me clear
from the devil cause my girl
She's she's on fire,
Yeah now everything so cool,
Yeah
Now gimme them back shots
I want them back shots

I said shorty let me play up in them matchbox
And she's on fire,
Shorty let a nigga rub this stick cause this a matchbox,
She's steaming, she's screaming,
She's she's screaming
She's feigning I redeem it
I get between it, like her, like her
Now hit me,
Now she's on fire,
Yeah, I leave her steamin', yeah
But everything is cool
Uh, she hot as hell lets call her Helen,
Fireman to her rescue like 9-11,
Fucking right I make her hot,
She got the devil in her,
I do whatever with her,
Hells angel, I pluck her feathers nigga,
I am the fire spitter,
I start a fire with her,
OK her flames high but I am higher nigga,
So I invite her up
Then I light her up,
Uh
Mama bad,
Mama mean
Kerosene,
Shes on fire, put her out
As of matter of fact,
Take her out, cause shes on fire
Got on my knees and ask my Lord to keep me clear
From the devil cause my girl,
She, shes on fire,
Yeah now everything is so cool
Now hit me,
Ha ha whoa!,
She's on fire, yeah,
I leave her steamin',
Yeah, and now shes on fire
(But it's cool)
[Chorus]
She's steaming, she's screaming,
She's she's creaming
She's feigning I redeem it
I get between it, like i mean it
I leave her steamin'
She's on fire
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written by CARTER, DWAYNE / LYON, ANDRE / VALENZANO, MARCELLO ANTONIO / MONTILLA, EDDIE / MORODER, GIORGIO / BELLOTTE, PETER
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group