Fire (feat. Pitbull)

It's Mr. 305
I just want to talk to all the women out there
You see them, they're on fire!
I'm talking about this burning dance floor
Darling, I'mma...

Look at her burning the floor
She's leaving with me, you already know
Every time I bust a rhyme
I got these mamas like gimmie some more, gimmie some more!
So I give them what they ask for
I rap my cash flow (Yes sir)
She's fire!
Ven pa' ca que yo rompo papaya ay, ay, ay
Mami got my feelings hurt
With all that ass in that pencil skirt
And nine times of ten
You gonna catch me with a nine or ten
Drinks up, yeah!
Hands up, oh
Drinks up, yeah!
Hands up, oh
Forget your plans,
Cause tonight you're mine,
And baby, you fire!

I'm on a roll, oh
You look like something I can take tonight
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I'll be your dose
While your girl's in the bathroom blurring lines
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You're burning up don't need a lighter
Buckle up it's an all nighter
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey Mary Jane, you know I loved you
Take you down, turn up!

You're on fire
The way you're moving turns me on, yeah
All night,
You got the right to do me wrong, yeah, yeah
Drinks up, yeah!
Hands up, oh
Drinks up, yeah!
Hands up, oh
Hands up, oh
Hands up, oh (You're on fire)
The way you're moving turns me on, yeah
Oh, oh, oh!

I'll be your X
Cause soon enough you gon be sweating me!
Uh, uh, oh, oh
Count on this
One friend can come too, and we'll make it three
Oh, oh, oh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
You're burning up, don't need a lighter
Buckle up, it's an all nighter
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey Mary Jane, you know I loved you
Take you down, turn up!

You're on fire
The way you're moving turns me on, yeah
All night,
You got the right to do me wrong, yeah, yeah
Drinks up, yeah!
Hands up, oh
Drinks up, yeah!
Hands up, oh
Hands up, oh
Hands up, oh
The way you're moving turns me on, yeah
Oh, oh, oh!



Credits
Writer(s): Armando Christian Perez, Jason Joel Desrouleaux, Urales Vargas, Tierce Alec-john Person, Matthew Napes, James John Abrahart Jr.
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