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Light your ass on fire


Busta Rhymes Lyrics

 

Light your ass on fire by Busta Rhymes


(feat. Pharrell
Williams)
Clones..
[Intro: Pharrell
Williams]
Whachu say your name was?
Well um, lookin real sexy right
now
You and your girls, are lookin good
Look why don't y'all take off
y'all jackets
What's your name baby? word? okay
Tell your friend right
there this, this my man Busta
[Verse: Busta Rhymes]
Hah, I know
you starving for this sh*t
Baby I'm feeling your hunger
I'm so clean call
a nigga Felix Ungar
So what if I said it baby I'm still gon' tell ya
I
hope your ass bigger than Willona and Thelma
Listen, it's Busta Rhymes b**ch
I ain't never fail ya
Your ass all over like paraphernalia, hmm
See the
police gon jail ya
For walking around wit the kind of ass that'll kill ya
now
Don't worry bout it I got money to bill ya
Shorty stacking like a
mule, type of sh*t that'll scare ya
Headboard bang, bump the side of ya
head
Watch how ya ass spread spill all off the side of the bed now,
hmm
Now whachu do to the dread? baby your ass really changed
What he
initially said because a nigga dead
But f**k em! cause now we vibing and
talking and sh*t
I love to hear your ass go (ga ga goon) when you walking and
sh*t
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Move girl like your ass on
fire - like your ass on fire
Move girl like your ass on fire - like your ass
on fire
Move girl I'll light your ass on fire - I'll light your ass on
fire
Move girl I'll light your ass on fire - b**ch I'll light that ass on
fire
Move girl I'll light your ass on fire
[Verse: Busta
Rhymes]
Bust it, baby I know you probably really
Need a table cloth to
cover your ass
Digging in your pocket while you rubbing yo ass
sh*t so big
just put the club in yo ass
Prep the H2 park it right infront of yo ass
I
see your little gap between your cunt and yo ass
And make you jump inside the
whip and smoke a blunt wit yo ass
I'm saying hmm, the sh*t'll spread like a
rash
The way they ass wiggles see I got the sh*t on a smash now listen
I
light the L smell a wiff of the hash
And bag all the b**ches, now watch you
see me zip in a flash
I'm saying hmm, now I'm a put you on blast
Just like
a tint window when you put your sh*t on the glass
Bust right through the
window then it sit on the dash
And have a nigga driving wreckless till you
making him crash
(Hah, c'mon) we making money and sh*t
Now pop your muffin
while we be watching you shaking your
sh*t
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Welcome to hot in
Hazyville
It make you wanna dance till you break your heels
I know you
love the way the God make your feel
Now watch me get deeper than a Navy Seal
(Navy Seal?)
It got a crazy feel, sh*t feel like you in a danger
field
Hypnotize, stuck it in her, daze for real
That's exactly why we call
this one Hazyville (Hazyville)
[Verse: Busta Rhymes]
Baby, just
shake ya ass till you spread on the floor
I noticed that your ass too big for
your draws
You need a - a chiropractor just to marry yo ass
To tell the
truth you need a tractor just to carry yo ass
Fo reala, you motherf**kers
probably think that I'm playing
All b**ches love to talk and all that other
sh*t I be saying
And going hmm, see how you putting it down
I love the way
you shake it throw it
around!
[Chorus]
[Bridge]



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