Fire

Go on twerk it, you know you got that (Fire)
Go on twerk it, I swear that shit on (Fire)
Go on twerk it, you know you got that (Fire)
Go on twerk it, I swear that shit on (Fire)
Stop, drop, baby roll (roll, roll)
Stop, drop, baby roll (roll, roll, woo, woo)
Stop, drop, baby roll (roll, roll)
I swear that shit on (Fire)

Damn, you gon' make them
Other hoes retire
Roll it up
You know we got that fire
He a pimp?
But you know that he a liar
Shorty strip
You could bet that she on fire
I'm in dire need twerk it 'till you tired
Bitches gettin' hired
Make a move nigga
They gon' fire huh?
Huh?
Huh
Prior to the club we was wired
Smokin' gettin' higher
Just rolled up that blunt give me that (Fire)
Uh
2 Bitches like I'm Michael Myers
We go upstairs pussy singin' like a choir
I don't get tired
Stuntin'
Swagger got a button
Turned it on and then my switch broke
She'll drop it the bitch broke
Give it up for the dollar yeah she a nympho
She with her pimp and he, still drinkin' Hypnos
I'm with a twin her sis, up on the strip pole
And all her friends are crowded they know we get dough
Huh?

Go on twerk it, you know you got that (Fire)
Go on twerk it, I swear that shit on (Fire)
Go on twerk it, you know you got that (Fire)
Go on twerk it, I swear that shit on (Fire)
Stop, drop, baby roll (roll, roll)
Stop, drop, baby roll (roll, roll, woo, woo)
Stop, drop, baby roll (roll, roll)
I swear that shit on



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