fire it up (fire it up) Say fire it up (fire it up) C'MON! Now, everytime that I meet a nigga who fronting It's alright 'cause you getting money
say fire it up (fire it up) Say fire it up (fire it up) C'MON! Now, everytime that I meet a nigga who fronting It's aight 'cause you getting money and
"fire it up" (FIRE IT UP), say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP) To all my dogs that stay blunted, rollin around in the 500, all day, Lemme here you say "fire it
presses Like make it mo hot baby Turn it up, I wanna hear it real loud, just Turn it up, so we can party in the loft, baby Turn it up, we need to tear
hah, woo, I got you all in check Throw your hands up in the air, and never disrespect Woo hah, woo hah, I got you all in check Busta Rhymes up in
"fire it up" (FIRE IT UP), say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP) To all my dogs that stay bloody, well around in the 500, all day, Lemme here you say "fire
it-ch-check it-check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all Check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check
Busta Rhymes] This is a national security alert! (Remix! Remix! Remix!) Ground Music! Flipmode! Aftermath! Here we go! (Remix! Remix! Remix!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes] This is a national security alert! (REMIX! REMIX! REMIX!) Ground Music! Flipmode! Aftermath! Here we go! (REMIX! REMIX! REMIX!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes
{Busta Rhymes} Yo me and my niggas and my clique be getting mad cream Balling the club, now I'm drunk having a bad dream This mothafucker tried to greet
'all movin (get the fuck up) We keep it poppin, feel how gangsta the loop is (we keep it boppin) (we keep it gangsta muh'fucka) And it ain't no stoppin
Busta Rhymes, 2000 We got the fire now Come on! {Verse 1:} Hey, come on, hey Whether it's from all of us You best believe Busta rhymes more flavor than
Turn it up (ha ha ha) Flimode (ha ha ha) Busta Rhymes (ha ha ha) Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) Another banging niggas
{Baby Sham} Aiyyo, balls your pencils As hollow tips get in you Bots cutting to slice your face you Rhymes is natural Hold two lives and four wives Up
gun off by accident The God bless glory, success story Whiteboy Billy put a stash up in my armrest for me The way I fucks it up, it's like a fuck-fest
me fuck up your mind On time, showin, you the, rhythm as I get wreck and get raw Yeah I be the man, comin off, that be raw It's Busta Rhymes givin you
's get it on tonight} Word up, let's get it on tonight {Gonna rock your body, Zhane and Busta Rhymes} Yes, yes, uhh, Zhane and Busta Rhymes {It's a party
are? The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on You blot it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome Peace with the chrome piece
