Mama bad,
mama mean
gasoline
she’s on fire,
put her out,
as a matter of fact,
take her out,
cos 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,

[Verse 1]
Now gimme them back shots
I want them back shots
I said shorty let me play up in them matchbox
shorty she’s on fire,
shorty let a n-gga rub this stick cos this a matchbox,
she’s steaming, she’s screaming,
she’s she’s screaming
she’s feinding I redeem it
I get between it, like her, like her,

now hit me,
now shes on fire,
Yeahh, I let the steam blow, yeah
but everything is cool,

[Verse 2]
uh, she hot as hell lets call her helen,
fireman to her rescue like 9-11,
f-cking right I make her hot,
she got the Devil in her,
I do whatever with her,
hells angel, I pluck her feathers n-gga,
I am the firespitter,
I start a fire with her,
ok her flames high but I am higher,
so high so I invite her up
then I light her up,
uh,

[Chorus 2]
Mama bad,
mama mean
kerosine,
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, Yeh now everything so cool,

Now hear it,
Haha whoooaa!,
Shes on fire, Yeah,
I let the steam blow,
Yeah, And now shes on fire

Lil Wayne:
Yeahh
Uh-Huh
Ummmm Uh-huh
Hello Motherfucker hey hi how you dering its Weezy F Baby come to take a shit and urine on these toilet bowl bitches pussy ass niggas stompin on this beat like a motherfucking sigma
bad to the brisle hat to the rizzle im so official all i need is a whistle bitch named Crystal let her suck my pistol she opened up her mouth and then i blow her brains out you aint met a nigga like me you probably never will riders rolling with me like 11 wheels find out where you living kill you in the kitchen the feds trying to clip us but we aint even tripping

Chorus:
im going in (x4)
and ima go hard (x4)
bitch im going in (x4)
and ima go hard (x4)

(chorus)
Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give me daps bitches give me hugs and since im paid niggaz be muggin’ me u know im muggin’ back niggaz be muggin’ me u know im muggin’ back
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Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give me dat bitches give me hugs and since im paid bitches be lovin’ me they know I love em’ back bitches be lovin’ me they know I love em’ back

Birdman:
Put the K in the car while we ridin’ blazed, put the chop n the pussy in the driveway. Bet the house on the youngen n we got paid. Triple colors on the bikes n the new mercedes’. Bustin keys on they ass while we got paid. But my tens ridein’ hot to an open bay, uptown made man out the hard way crap in the bucket 50 shots bitch make a way.
(like father like son)
Ball till’ ya fall stuntin wit them paper plates, throw hundreds on them hoes while we eatin stakes. We in the club poppin’ bottles like ‘erday. We grind for the shine nigga getting’ big money. Got a fleet tossin’ chicken nigga get cake, im on his island with this power like scarface. Im in the impala dropped top chawwnky ice man birdman rockin’ red monkeys

(chorus)
Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give me daps bitches give me hugs and since im paid niggaz be muggin’ me u know im muggin’ back niggaz be muggin’ me u know im muggin’ back
Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give me dat bitches give me hugs and since im paid bitches be lovin’ me they know I love em’ back bitches be lovin’ me they know I love em’ back