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Versuri Busta Rhymes - Light yo a*s on fire


[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 1: Busta Rhymes]
Hah, I know you starving for this s***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 a*s bigger than Willona and
Thelma Listen, it's Busta Rhymes bitch I ain't never fail ya Your a*s all over like paraphernalia,
hmm See the police gon jail ya For walking around wit the kind of a*s that'll kill ya now Don't
worry bout it I got money to bill ya Shorty stacking like a mule, type of s***t that'll scare ya
Headboard bang, bump the side of ya head Watch how ya a*s spread spill all off the side of the bed
now, hmm Now whachu do to the dread? baby your a*s really changed What he initially said because a
nigga dead But f***k em! cause now we vibing and talking and s***t I love to hear your a*s go (ga ga
goon) when you walking and s***t

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Move girl like your a*s on fire - like your a*s on fire Move girl like your a*s on fire - like your
a*s on fire Move girl I'll light your a*s on fire - I'll light your a*s on fire Move girl I'll light
your a*s on fire - Bitch I'll light that a*s on fire Move girl I'll light your a*s on fire

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
Bust it, baby I know you probably really Need a table cloth to cover your a*s Digging in your pocket
while you rubbing yo a*s S***t so big just put the club in yo a*s Prep the H2 park it right infront
of yo a*s I see your little gap between your c***t and yo a*s And make you jump inside the whip and
smoke a blunt wit yo a*s I'm saying hmm, the s***t'll spread like a rash The way they a*s wiggles
see I got the s***t on a smash now listen I light the L smell a wiff of the hash And bag all the
bitches, 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 s***t on the gla*s 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
s***t Now pop your muffin while we be watching you shaking your s***t


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, s***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 3: Busta Rhymes] Baby, just shake ya a*s till you spread on the floor I noticed that your a*s
too big for your draws You need a - a chiropractor just to marry yo a*s To tell the truth you need a
tractor just to carry yo a*s Fo reala, you motherf***kers probably think that I'm playing All
bitches love to talk and all that other s***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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