Lloyd Banks – On Fire ft. 50 Cent

Download clean Vinyl lp CD mp3 audio song by Lloyd Banks and this music is titled “On Fire ft. 50 Cent”.

 

Actually this wonderful tune is popped out of an album which is titled “The Hunger for More” Which is released in the year 2004.

 

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New York City

You are now rocking with the best

Lloyd Banks

G-Unit

We on fire

Up in here, it’s burning hot

We on fire

Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot

We on fire

Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire

Nigga what you say

We get loose in this motherfucker, light the roof on fire fire

Fire

Now I ain’t putting nothing out, I smoke when I wanna

Twenty six inch chrome spokes on the Hummer

This heat gon last for the whole summer

Running your bitch faster then the Road Runner

Rocks on my wrist, rolls gold under

Glocks on my hip, those throw thunder

I’m buying diamond by the pier

But when you stop, the only thing still spinning is your ear

Yeah, I’m riding with that all black snub

Raiders cap back, all black gloves

I’m eightys man, but the boy smack thugs

These record sales equal more back rubs

Not to mention I bought a pack of clubs

His impacts about as raw as crack was

Now all these new artists getting raw deals

I’m only twenty one, sitting on mills

We on fire

Up in here, it’s burning hot

We on fire

Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot

We on fire

Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire

Nigga what you say

We get loose in this motherfucker, light the roof on fire fire

Fire

If you know anything about me, then you know I’m a baller

If I ain’t hit the first night, I ain’t gon call her

I’m trying to play, you trying to have my daughter

But I can’t blame her for what her momma taught her

And I don’t care bout what the next nigga bought her

Cause I ain’t putting no baguettes in her ??

I got a diamond about as clear as water

And I got bread, but I ain’t spend quarters

So cut the games ma, lets go in the back

Matter fact, turn your ass round, back a nigga down

And I ain’t bias when I’m riding through the town

Like em small, like em tall, like em black, like em brown

She gotta be able to cum when I need her

Tight ass pants, little wife beater

Regular chick or R&B diva

Bitch say something, I ain’t a mind reader

We on fire

Up in here, it’s burning hot

We on fire

Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot

We on fire

Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire

Nigga what you say

We get loose in this motherfucker, light the roof on fire fire

Fire

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