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We On Fire by Da L.E.S (SA) Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2007

[Intro: Da L.E.S]
Hey yo I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing else but the truth, so help me God
For real, ain't no fake niggas around here, It's all real
We in the stu', 24/7, 365 you dig?
It's madness around here, you dig?
We all y'all got, one!

[Verse 1: Da L.E.S]
I was built to be sharp right
I thought the road was straight, until I had to make a sharp right
I bags on the pot pipe, flash on the spotlight
Until I spazzed on the song right
Yeah these mommies want cash in they thong like (We on fire)
So I ride ‘em in my passenger on like
This for my coony croonies, a nigga never move me
We all real, there ain't nothing here Loony Tooney
This ain't a goofy movie, you buffoons confuse me
We directing, y’all actors like George Clooney
So keep in tuned into the, one and two and to the
Three and four, there’s much more hits to tune into G
I got some killer Kush, it’s in my baggy bag
That’s why my niggas push, cash in the piggy bank
It’s madness around here, we bag shit around here
We get cash real fast 'round here, yeah
[Chorus: Bongz]
F.I.R.E. (We on fire!)
Look at me up in the spot doing my thing with my new step, eyes on me (We on fire!)
And look at me doing my thing with my boys
Then now the spotlight is on me (We on fire!)
You can hate if you want (We on fire!)
Or you can bump it in the ride (We on fire!)
Like oooh oooh ooooh, yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Maggz]
You dudes better shut up now or get shut
Cause we don’t only get bucks, we get bucked
You throwing your sets up? We get you set up
While we throwing our cheques up, you getting checked out
Yeah, you laying there, we ain't playing here
Hater I’m too cool to lose, I ain't playing fair
So watch what you saying here
You might tell the wrong guy and he might start spraying there
Now you praying here begging for life
I told you, I got thugs as my extra eyes
I got goons and platoons with some extra guys
Yah… I need room for my extra size
So I exercise, with man power that’s real muscle
I got a real hustle player, so my deals double
From the rands to the grands till the meals couple
I'll be still trouble, M.A. double now
[Chorus: Bongz]
F.I.R.E. (We on fire!)
Look at me up in the spot doing my thing with my new step, eyes on me (We on fire!)
And look at me doing my thing with my boys
Then now the spotlight is on me (We on fire!)
You can hate if you want (We on fire!)
Or you can bump it in the ride (We on fire!)
Like oooh oooh ooooh, yeah yeah

[Verse 3: Da L.E.S, Maggz & Both]
We went from decks to cassettes to the VCR’s
To getting taped, getting played on them PVR’s
Now we, paid and we made you can see we stars
You can hate but we praised by these streets we run
Love who we are, push two seat cars
Yeah we be far, from your too weak bars, for real
This is real talk homie like we pledge on it
This is real talk homie we got bread on it

[Chorus: Bongz]
F.I.R.E. (We on fire!)
Look at me up in the spot doing my thing with my new step, eyes on me (We on fire!)
And look at me doing my thing with my boys
Then now the spotlight is on me (We on fire!)
You can hate if you want (We on fire!)
Or you can bump it in the ride (We on fire!)
Like oooh oooh ooooh, yeah yeah
F.I.R.E
Look at me up in the spot doing my thing with my new step, eyes on me
And look at me doing my thing with my boys
Then now the spotlight is on me
You can hate if you want
Or you can bump it in the ride
Like oooh oooh ooooh, yeah yeah
[Outro: Bongz]