Got That Fire (Oh La Ha)
Ha, yes!
Oh La Ha, oui oui
Who got that fire
How I like it more heat
Oui, P-U-G's and Illy
Gon' to need a little dough
Can't get it for free
Entering the Dojo, next with the flow Joe
She looks temptin', adjust my mojo
Flashin', flashin', pose Botafogo
My flavor's fun, yours so Frodo
My bad, my bad, I meant Quasimoto
At 2am the bell tolls for the mo-mo
Had a few drinks, little green in the rolo
Pugs' after party, yeah, you should go so
Headed to the cloak room, gath'rin' up my crew
Oh my God, what's that they threw up
Illy got keys, brand new V
She grabbed my hand ready to blow with the breeze
Cool summer night, right through the trees
Parking lot pimp want to sell us green
We good, we good, loud with the cheese
Little fight broke out hoo ha ha hee hee
Snatched him out his shirt, Fred Perry
Oh man, here comes security
Ridin' out back seat with my chickadee
I'm clean, man, and rollin'
(Ha, yes!)
Oh la ha, oui oui
Who got that fire
How I like it more heat
Oui, P-U-G's and Illy
Gon' to need a little dough
Can't get it for free
Oh la ha, oui oui, come on
Oh la ha, oui oui, come on
Oh la ha, oui oui
Gon' to need a little dough
Can't get it for free
I got the keys, who's ridin' with me?
We can squeeze like 5 honeys up inside of the V
I ain't trying to tease, so please don't try to tease me
'Cause later on I'll try to squeeze up inside of the V
Nah, me, I got trees for the comic relief
& girl, you a hot beach, pardon my speech
My natures kind of naughty like Double-Ds
So blaze up the Bob Marley and get irizzie
Like your style, you rockin', model for me
Be my private dancer, take it off like a freak!
She got a Godly physique and quality cheeks
I wonder how it tastes, probably sweet!
Yeah, I'm dreamin' 'bout that or being a nominee
For a Grammy or straight hitting the lottery, see
I ain't tryna go shopping, I'm tryin' to spree
Poppin' T-A-Gs, copping more than I need
Out in Florida to cool, ignoring the heat
Drinkin' piñas hot mamacitas be pouring for me
I never went corporate, I'm more for the streets
Now I'm world tour soarin' with Euro-P!
(Ha, yes!)
Oh la ha, oui oui
Who got that fire
How I like it more heat
Oui, P-U-G's and Illy
Gon' to need a little dough
Can't get it for free
Oh la ha, oui oui, come on
Oh la ha, oui oui, come on
Oh la ha, oui oui
Gon' to need a little dough
Can't get it for free
Oh La Ha, oui oui
Who got that fire
How I like it more heat
Oui, P-U-G's and Illy
Gon' to need a little dough
Can't get it for free
Entering the Dojo, next with the flow Joe
She looks temptin', adjust my mojo
Flashin', flashin', pose Botafogo
My flavor's fun, yours so Frodo
My bad, my bad, I meant Quasimoto
At 2am the bell tolls for the mo-mo
Had a few drinks, little green in the rolo
Pugs' after party, yeah, you should go so
Headed to the cloak room, gath'rin' up my crew
Oh my God, what's that they threw up
Illy got keys, brand new V
She grabbed my hand ready to blow with the breeze
Cool summer night, right through the trees
Parking lot pimp want to sell us green
We good, we good, loud with the cheese
Little fight broke out hoo ha ha hee hee
Snatched him out his shirt, Fred Perry
Oh man, here comes security
Ridin' out back seat with my chickadee
I'm clean, man, and rollin'
(Ha, yes!)
Oh la ha, oui oui
Who got that fire
How I like it more heat
Oui, P-U-G's and Illy
Gon' to need a little dough
Can't get it for free
Oh la ha, oui oui, come on
Oh la ha, oui oui, come on
Oh la ha, oui oui
Gon' to need a little dough
Can't get it for free
I got the keys, who's ridin' with me?
We can squeeze like 5 honeys up inside of the V
I ain't trying to tease, so please don't try to tease me
'Cause later on I'll try to squeeze up inside of the V
Nah, me, I got trees for the comic relief
& girl, you a hot beach, pardon my speech
My natures kind of naughty like Double-Ds
So blaze up the Bob Marley and get irizzie
Like your style, you rockin', model for me
Be my private dancer, take it off like a freak!
She got a Godly physique and quality cheeks
I wonder how it tastes, probably sweet!
Yeah, I'm dreamin' 'bout that or being a nominee
For a Grammy or straight hitting the lottery, see
I ain't tryna go shopping, I'm tryin' to spree
Poppin' T-A-Gs, copping more than I need
Out in Florida to cool, ignoring the heat
Drinkin' piñas hot mamacitas be pouring for me
I never went corporate, I'm more for the streets
Now I'm world tour soarin' with Euro-P!
(Ha, yes!)
Oh la ha, oui oui
Who got that fire
How I like it more heat
Oui, P-U-G's and Illy
Gon' to need a little dough
Can't get it for free
Oh la ha, oui oui, come on
Oh la ha, oui oui, come on
Oh la ha, oui oui
Gon' to need a little dough
Can't get it for free
Credits
Writer(s): Henry Ritson, Lee Mintram, Sterling Price
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