Foxy Brown, Mavado - We're on Fire lyrics

Number one, baby black Hand
Movado gangsta
Ayo, I gotta do this with my stylin' voice
Ayo

See it's the Louboutin leather pump Don Diva
Get my Kevin Chiles on call me Don Diva
I'm in the Zac Posen
Strapless with the back open
Back locking tossing petals off
Of Black Roses
This is more gutta, this is more crack
And I ain't change
I been the same bitch before rap
The only thing that changed is
My ass got more fat
But my titties been crazy, baby
You ain't gotta ask who back, you soft bitch
Move back had BK on my back
Even Shawn couldn't do that
I cruise all slow in the S-Class down Classen
Pullin' up in traffic on
Nostrand and Patchin'
I took six years off, I let 'em have rap
And y'all bitches played with it
I came to snatch it back then
Put it back on the project bench
And made every gangsta nigga
Want a dark-skinned bitch
We're on fire, we ain't stoppin'
'Cause I really
Really wanna know what's happenin'
We're on fire, we ain't stoppin'
Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin'
We're on fire, we ain't stoppin'
'Cause I really
Really wanna know what's happenin'
Makin' paper, money stashin' since I really
Really wanna know what's happenin'

So wanna bloodclaat this man
Bad gal 'bout here
Drips out the pussy them na
Friend gal 'bout here
Bitch now the body sting round here
Big star body
Kill off every dirty gal roll near
Bitch bust a shot and fiya
Two shots fiya, fiya, put the pussy pon fiya
Yes Iya, dress fliya
Hoppin? out the Bentley coupe
On Flatbush and Empire
Y'all rap bitches, I will ruin 'em
My reps for the boostin'
Bitches with them bags full of aluminum
One love to Tu and them, Clyde
Shyne and Shoe and them
Chaz, Prince and Graff the whole
Fuckin' crew and them
Can't forget Scruce and them
Shabar and Dew and them kev, Wedge
Draft and BIG I ate food with them
Y'all know Fox run the block bitches
It's the Fox bitches, for
The bloodclaat bitches, murda

We're on fire, we ain't stoppin'
'Cause I really
Really wanna know what's happenin'
We're on fire, we ain't stoppin'
Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin'
We're on fire, we ain't stoppin'
'Cause I really
Really wanna know what's happenin'
Makin' paper, money stashin' since I really
Really wanna know what's happenin'

We're makin' cheese, slowly with ease
With small fuck these easily from the G's
The goons from the land of kings
Her breasts me squeeze all night
She make me pleased
You want promote the gangsta life and hustle
Now my girls approach you and
Know boy can't bust with
And now it's all fine and they all come sit
We're not goin' nowhere, don't fuck with this

Yes, Fox I'm back baby and I'm
Still with the hand still still in the hood
Nigga still on the block still
Still in the Benz baby
Still in the drop still
I'm still in the chinchillas, still
Move wit them killas, woah
Besides that I got my hearing back
The same attitude like what the
Fuck you staring at homie, my case is beat
I'm still spitting heat
Who ya know rep it harder than me, Brooklyn
We're on fire, we ain't stoppin'
'Cause I really
Really wanna know what's happenin'
We're on fire, we ain't stoppin'
Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin'
We're on fire, we ain't stoppin'
'Cause I really
Really wanna know what's happenin'
Makin' paper, money stashin' since I really
Really wanna know what's happenin'