"BURNIN" lyrics
Baby, what it do?
Face on cue
Body on smash
Attitude on brutal
Imma go and hit that left, that right
Yeah, right with you, first flight
Yeah, she heard that I'm a dog
So you know I got her (Uh, uh, oh)
Think this liquor get me pissed off
Shut your mouth, bitch
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it, dawg
You know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
You know, you know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
The cash is comin' in clean
I'm washin' my hands to count up these dollars
I learned that hard shit ain't sweet
I'm grittin' my teeth and stick to my guala
Yeah, I fake shit till I made it real
Like the fuzz pop in my collar, collar
What I spit, they gon' swallow, swallow
Someone's dollar gon' holla
Let's get high, let's get stoned
Take a hit of this and you won't make it home
Don't stress about the bitch, if you want her then she yours
But just in case you don't, what Imma say I think you know
Baby, what it do?
Face on cue
Body on smash
Attitude on brutal
Imma go and hit that left, that right
Yeah, right with you, first flight
Yeah, she heard that I'm a dog
So you know I got her (Uh, uh, oh)
Think this liquor get me pissed off
Shut your mouth, bitch
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it, dawg
You know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
You know, you know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
You mo'fuckers needed somebody like me
Just to point and say "That's the bad guy"
I ain't from New York but the way that she lookin' for me
Man, I must got the best of a hunch
Man, I might got a fever or somethin'
Nigga, that boy he hot as a bitch
Matter of fact, I don't think these rappers like bitches
'Cause all of them sucking some d- (Okay)
You don't know me then go do your homework
Take a seat homie, straighten your posture
I like my hoes real pretty and thick
That's the reason I'm feedin' them pasta
Man, forget about music you better actor
And let's try to get you a Oscar
And then when you win I can tell you exactly
What you gotta say when you walk up
Baby, what it do?
Face on cue
Body on smash
Attitude on brutal
Imma go and hit that left, that right
Yeah, right with you, first flight
Yeah, she heard that I'm a dog
So you know I got her (Uh, uh, oh)
Think this liquor get me pissed off
Shut your mouth, bitch
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it, dawg
You know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
You know, you know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
Face on cue
Body on smash
Attitude on brutal
Imma go and hit that left, that right
Yeah, right with you, first flight
Yeah, she heard that I'm a dog
So you know I got her (Uh, uh, oh)
Think this liquor get me pissed off
Shut your mouth, bitch
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it, dawg
You know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
You know, you know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
The cash is comin' in clean
I'm washin' my hands to count up these dollars
I learned that hard shit ain't sweet
I'm grittin' my teeth and stick to my guala
Yeah, I fake shit till I made it real
Like the fuzz pop in my collar, collar
What I spit, they gon' swallow, swallow
Someone's dollar gon' holla
Let's get high, let's get stoned
Take a hit of this and you won't make it home
Don't stress about the bitch, if you want her then she yours
But just in case you don't, what Imma say I think you know
Baby, what it do?
Face on cue
Body on smash
Attitude on brutal
Imma go and hit that left, that right
Yeah, right with you, first flight
Yeah, she heard that I'm a dog
So you know I got her (Uh, uh, oh)
Think this liquor get me pissed off
Shut your mouth, bitch
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it, dawg
You know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
You know, you know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
You mo'fuckers needed somebody like me
Just to point and say "That's the bad guy"
I ain't from New York but the way that she lookin' for me
Man, I must got the best of a hunch
Man, I might got a fever or somethin'
Nigga, that boy he hot as a bitch
Matter of fact, I don't think these rappers like bitches
'Cause all of them sucking some d- (Okay)
You don't know me then go do your homework
Take a seat homie, straighten your posture
I like my hoes real pretty and thick
That's the reason I'm feedin' them pasta
Man, forget about music you better actor
And let's try to get you a Oscar
And then when you win I can tell you exactly
What you gotta say when you walk up
Baby, what it do?
Face on cue
Body on smash
Attitude on brutal
Imma go and hit that left, that right
Yeah, right with you, first flight
Yeah, she heard that I'm a dog
So you know I got her (Uh, uh, oh)
Think this liquor get me pissed off
Shut your mouth, bitch
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it, dawg
You know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
You know, you know what it is
I'm hot, I'm burnin'
