Take me into the night and Im an easy lover
Take me into the fight and Im an easy brother
And Im on fire
Burn my sweet effigy, Im a road runner
Spill my guts on a wheel, I wanna taste uh-huh
And Im on fire, and Im on fire
And I'm on fire...
(Im going, you tell me, I feel it, I say it
I'm heading back into the tunnel for my soul to burn)
And I'm on fire...
(I'm coming, you coming, no hiding, my feeling
I wanna take it to the highest over me, yeah...)
Wire me up to machines I’ll be your prisoner
Find it hard to believe, you are my murderer
I’m on fire
I'm behind you
Heads up falling sky
And I'm on fire...
(I'm going, you tell me, I feel it, I say it I'm heading back into the tunnel for my soul to burn)
And I'm on fire...
(I'm coming, you coming, no hiding, my feeling I wanna take it to the highest over me, yeah...)
And I’m on fire, I’m on fire
Move on, you got to move on
You got to hit 'em to the hip
And get your shake on
Move on, you got to move on
You got to hit 'em to the hip
And get your shake on
(I feel it, I want it, I'm coming, I tell ya, I caught the bullet from the heavens to the one you serve,
I'm going, I'm running, out to the highest love
I'm wanna hit you to the hip...)
Move on, you got to move on
You got to hit 'em to the hip
And get your shake on
Move on, you got to move on
You got to hit 'em to the hip
And get your shake on
50 cent in Nicole Scherzinger ve young buck ile birlikte seslendirdiği curtis albümünün hoş şarkısıdır.
I make it hotter... friction turns to fire
You want and desire... I'm comin to get you girl
That's right that's right it's on tonight
You're just my type you're what I like
I bring that heat you heard me right
Everywhere I go go LET'S GO~!
Somethin new it's another episode
Music bumpin sweat drippin on the danceflo'
I like it when shorty get to backin it back
When she do it like that I don't know how to act
[Breakdown: 50 Cent]
Now work it
Shorty grind it on me that's perfect
I'll pay to play if it's worth it
My phone when you want me you can chirp it - if you work it
[Young Buck]
Let me take these bricks and break 'em down
If you want I can serve 'em by the pound
Shorty know she's got what I wanna flip
Baby girl tell me you can handle it
[Chorus: Nicole]
Well if you want it let's go
I got that FIRE!! So hot I burn it down
Act like you already know
I got that FIRE!! Cause I'm the flyest chick around
You want it it's fire I got it that fire
So I'm might ignite ya it's fire it's fire
[50 Cent]
I burn it down on stage I make it hot
'Til the fire marshall come shut down the spot
I have the club jam packed everytime I rock
These other niggaz ain't got the style I got
I go back to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and Tupac just ain't around
Everywhere you go there I go I'm 50 Cent
Ghetto star by the bar I get you bent
You wanna party you wanna freak be a freak
You wanna freak we can freak tell me where we should we meet
So you can
[Young Buck]
Take these bricks and break 'em down
If you want I can serve 'em by the pound
Shorty know she's got what I wanna flip
Baby girl tell me you can handle it
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
Now are you really ready
I said are you really ready
I make the temperature rise now don't be surprised
I have the ice on stuntin heavy
I got a helluva flow you should already know
Sold over 30 million records already
It's the third time around you know how I get down
I'm hands down pound for pound the best around
--spoiler--
Hey, now, huh-huh
Hey, hey, hey, no, (Ow, now)
Hey, now, huh-huh
Hey, hey, hey, no
Fire (Uh) [Uh]
Fire (It's all about) [Uh, uh]
Fire (Woo, woo, woo)
Fire
The way you walk and talk really sets me off
To a fuller love, child, yes, it does, uh
The way you squeeze and tease, knocks to me my knees
'Cause I'm smokin';, baby, baby
The way you swerve and curve, really wrecks my nerves
And I'm so excited, child [Yeah], woo, woo
The way you push, push let's me know that you're good
[You're gonna get your wish] Oh, yeah
Fire (What I said, child, ow)
Fire (Uh-huh)
Got me burnin', burnin', burnin'
Got me burnin', burnin', burnin'
Got me burnin', burnin', burnin'
When you shake what you got, and girl, you've got a lot
You're really somethin', child, yes, you are
When you're hot you're hot, you really shoot your shot
you're dyn-o-mite, child, yeah
Well, I can tell by your game, you're gonna start a flame
Love, baby, baby
I'm not gon'; choke from the smoke, got me tightenin' up my stroke
Do you feel it, girl, yeah
--spoiler--
You don't care for me
I don'-a care about that
Gotta new fool, ha!
I like it like that
I have only one burning desire
Let me stand next to your fire
Let me stand next to your fire [Repeat 4 times]
Listen here, baby
and stop acting so crazy
You say your mum ain't home,
it ain't my concern,
Just play with me and you won't get burned
I have only one itching desire
Let me stand next to your fire
Let me stand next to your fire [Repeat 4 times]
Oh! Move over, Rover
and let Jimi take over
Yeah, you know what I'm talking 'bout
Yeah, get on with it, baby
That's what I'm talking 'bout
Now dig this!
Ha!
Now listen, baby
You try to gimme your money
you better save it, babe
Save it for your rainy day
I have only one burning desire
Let me stand next to your fire
Let me stand next to your fire
[bridge - krayzie bone & wish bone]
[both] the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof)
[kray] i'll heat ya block with heat so, hot, hot, hot...
[both] the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof)
[wish] me squeeze one shot, and leave ya not, not, not...
[krayzie bone]
anywhere you wanna do it, nigga we can get it poppin like a firecracker!
but i'm wild, i get at cha, hit a nigga like a tractor, collapse ya, thrash ya
rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya - dead!
never comin back here, sendin out last year
took a look at the competition, there was none there
so a nigga hit the hood, let it rumble in the streets
to let everybody know, we keep heat!
nigga got that fire, fire baby! got that fire fire baby!
got that fire, fire, baby! got that fire, fire, baby!
got that fire, fire, baby! got that fire, fire, baby!
got that fire, fire, baby! got that fire, fire, baby, baby, baby...
try to test me and i bet you get burned!
and at the same time learn, that i'm not that nigga
nigga on it for reala, you wanna deal with the killa
give the scrilla to me, really, i get 'em, i get up in 'em!
they betta be able to handle the heat
cause we gon take it to a million degrees!
somebody betta go and call the fire department
them bone niggaz all knock shit on fire!
[layzie bone]
lil l-burna finna burn it up, we got 'em runnin to the radio to turn it up!
like "is it really them thugs?" yeah nigga this us!
and when we come with the heat, we gon burn ya up!
finna do damage cause i'm a certified criminal
i know it's illegal, but i'ma leave a nigga critical
put the gun down, nigga we can get physical
bullshit, tricked ya - bang! you invisible!
disappear like the rest of these niggaz that are turnin to ghosts
cause they can't come close to the original nine-nine
you know where to find mine, i'm strapped with a four-five
i'm posted with that fire, fire, baby! that fire, fire, baby!
that fire, fire, baby! that fire, fire, baby...
i ain't even gotta tell y'all niggaz that the rhythm that i ride to the beat be scorchin!
like the middle of the summer, tryna sit on the porch, no shade and your body be torchin!
keep my name out ya mouth with that he say, she say, nigga better peep what we say!
fuck around and get caught up in the heatwave, y'all nigga better not try to be brave!
[wish bone]
ahhhhh!
let me tell ya somthin, nigga, if the fire's started
i'm the nigga with the matches, let it flame up!
scare me, scare whoever shot, before you pull it
better know what you're gon do and who's who
guaranteed to bring the flames, got that fire
when you're listening, yes that-that fire, fire
you don't like me, so what? act up, fire gon make ya hate me...
fuck sick shit up, move up, burn shit down, spark it up!
then ya lay down.. cause i got that fire, fire, fire baby!
got that fire, fire, baby! got that fire, fire, baby!
got that fire, fire, baby! got that fire, fire, baby...
and i'm old school, still don't believe me
then ya let it all burn, then there's no clues
gotta do what its gon do, and that's burn, baby, burn!
no questions, that's juks, snitches talk, thugs get to walkin
them other niggaz gon get served in the chalk
but not me, no witnesses, thugs, so burn, burn!
