Lyrics:

(Foxy Brown)No. 1 BabyBlackhand, MovadoGangstaI gotta do this with my stylin’ voiceAyo(First Verse) - (Foxy Brown)See its the Louboutin leather pump Don Diva/Get my Kevin Chiles on call me Don Diva/I’m In the Zac Posen, strapless with the back open/Back loc’ing tossing petals off of Black Roses/This is mo gutta, this is more crack/And I ain’t change, I been the same bitch before rap/The only thing that changed is my ass got more fat/But my titties been crazy baby/You ain’t gotta ask who back, you soft bitch move back/Had BK on my back, even Shawn couldn’t do that/I cruise all slow in the S-Class down Classen/Pullin up in traffic on Nostrand and Patchin/I took six years off, I let em have rap and/Y’all bitches played with it, I came to snatch it back then/Put it back on the project bench/And made every gangsta nigga want a dark-skinned bitch/(Chorus) - (Movado)We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’/Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’/We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’/Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin’/We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’/Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’/Makin’ paper, Money stashin’/Since I really really wanna know what’s happenin’/(Verse 2) - (Foxy Brown)So wanna bloodclaut this man, bad gal bout here/Drips out tha pussy them na friend gal bout here/Bitch now the body sting round here/Big star body, kill off every dirty gal roll near/Bitch bust a shot and FIYA, two shots FIYA FIYA, put the pussy pon FIYA/Yes Iya, dress Fliya, Hoppin’ out the Bentley coupe on Flatbush and Empire/Y’all rap bitches, I will ruin ‘em/My reps for the boostin’ bitches with them bags full of aluminum/One love to Tu and them/Clyde, Shyne, and Shoe and them/[We're On Fire lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com]Chaz, Prince, and Grafh the whole f**kin’ crew and them/Can’t forget Scruce and them/Shabar and Dew and them/Kev, Wedge, Draft, and BIG I ate food with them/Y’all know Fox run the block bitches/It’s the Fox bitches, for the bloodclaut bitches (murdah)/(Chorus) - (Movado)We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’/Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’/We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’/Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin’/We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’/Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’/Makin’ paper, Money stashin’/Since I really really wanna know what’s happenin’/(Verse 3) - (Movado)We’re makin’ cheese, Slowly with ease/With small f**k these easily from the G’z/The goons from the land of kings/Her breasts me squeeze/All night, she make me pleased/You want promote the gangsta life and hustle/Now my girls approach you and know boy can’t bust wit/And now it’s all fine and they all come sit/We’re not goin’ nowhere, don’t f**k with this/(Foxy Brown)(Yes) Fox I’m back baby, and I’m still with the Hand still/Still in the hood, nigga still on the block still/Still in the Benz baby, still in the drop still/I’m still in the chinchillas, still move wit them killas (woah)/Besides that I got my hearing back/The same attitude like what the f**k you staring at/Homie, my case is beat, I’m still spitting heat/Who ya know rep it harder than me, Brooklyn/(Chorus) - (Movado)We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’/Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’/We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’/Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin’/We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’/Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’/Makin’ paper, Money stashin’/Since I really really wanna know what’s happenin’/