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Song: | turn it up (fire it up) |
Album: | Sixteen Stone | Genres: | EN |
Year: | | Length: | 229 sec |
Lyricist: Busta Rhymes
Lyrics:
Uh, ah, ah, oh! Ah-ah-ah Check it out Flipmode Squad, '98 Raw deluxe, check it out y'all I be the street kid, the brother your momma freak with Put your people on if y'all know how to keep a secret When I get money, you know I like to keep it How I get money others are tryin' to peep it Flipmode, will be winners you wanna form a team with The big money figures, the ones to plot the scheme with The brothers who be used to gettin' money frequent The ones I would always measure up my triple beams with Until they start takin' my people to the precinct That's all back in the day yo, that ain't nuttin' recent 'Cause nowadays we see women we like to speak with Eat with, lay 'em down and sleep with Type of women make a brother wanna keep it Shorty be so exotic, she lookin' decent Lotta corny - be offerin' whack free - I can't hold the heat no more yo, I gotta release it What y'all gonna do? Don't you know we always comin' through, me and my crew Lemme hear you say 'Fire it up' (fire it up), say 'Fire it up' (fire it up) To all my dogs that stay blunted, rollin' around in the 500, all day Lemme hear you say 'Fire it up' (fire it up), say 'Fire it up' (fire it up) C'mon Now, every time that I meet a sucka who's fronted, it's a'ight Gettin' money and everybody want it Smoke a big -, get myself - Fall on the floor, gotta call my X-500 Iceburg-5 where you at? No need for alarm, right now I'm cruisin' to the sound of my enhanced CD-ROM Hurry up 5, yo' you know it's about to get thick I see this cat away behind my back about to do a stick Tell me where you at, I will be there in 10 seconds flat, you know I got your back I'll be there just in time to counteract Sometimes I might even forget crew, my X-5 bulletproof, I turboboost And blast right through in the ceiling and in the roof Comin' through, hittin' you, and knockin' other suckas tooth's Full speed ahead like we runnin' a toll booth Produce more flavor that Veryfine juice Call a truce, on me and my people and let loose All my ladies in the place to be, gettin' money while they next to me Lemme see, lemme hear you say 'Fire it up' (fire it up), say 'Fire it up' (fire it up) All my people just wave your hands, gettin' money all across the land, one time Lemme hear you say 'Fire it up' (fire it up), say 'Fire it up' (fire it up) C'mon Release the heat, we lettin' loose to the extreme Me and the Iceburg X-5, bounce from the scene Recline my seat, rock to the beat Lyrical artist, microphone scarred up in the heat Blowin' up the spot that we hittin', know what I mean? Got you hopin' we keepin' you people up like caffeine Fly guillotine, seeing everything on my little computer screen From here to Philippines Keep it movin', we never run out of gasoline Gas me, your arson, but lookin' kerosene Me and my 5 be runnin' the mission you never seen Hot sh-, makin' ya suckas forever fein Anyone of you comin' you better come clean Hit you with an overdose of more rhyme amphetamine Got you eye bloodshot you need visine People in wylin', I think you need to wreak the siren What y'all gonna do? Don't you know we always comin' through, me and my crew Lemme hear you say 'Fire it up' (fire it up), say 'Fire it up' (fire it up) To all my dogs that stay blunted, rollin' around in the 500, all day Lemme hear you say 'Fire it up' (fire it up), say 'Fire it up' (fire it up) To all my ladies in the place to be, gettin' money while they next to me Lemme see, lemme hear you say 'Fire it up' (fire it up), say 'Fire it up' (fire it up) To all my people just wave your hands, gettin' money all across the land, one time Lemme hear you say 'Fire it up' (fire it up), say 'Fire it up' (fire it up) C'mon
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