Lyrics:
on fire.
I can reach up and pluck down the lightning.
Watch the conductor, see the live wire.
AC/DC it's okay by me, it's okay by me.
I can switch and change
, Baby is ACDC, Baby is ACDC
She tries to make a myth of me
It's so confusing for me
Debbie's complexion is shielded by x-rays
Switch off her sex-gun she
near you I wouldn't be far from you
I've got a feeling you know what you did
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
DC Bag (2x)
Time to put your money
GUNS.
As you
Can see, this gun is really fast! (GUNS.) It fires a 9
Millimeter round at a rate of 1200 rounds per minute! (GUNS.) That's, like,
20
Wait till you hear me bust out Wuthering Heights
I'll bring peace to your pistols, end the firefight
Gun free karaoke
Hold your fire over Dancing Queen
I spit the fire like I'm Natsu (Uhhh)
Teki ga iru node Sutorappu o tsukete okimasu
Tug at my heart strings like your Lucy
Hard to keep that girl
wanna disrespect
Playing with fire finna get you wet
How it feel down there on your knees?
I got this, girls like a soldier
Trip and it's going
It's evident, Zuko in the house, gonna spit hot fire
Always tired
Money is a mindset, Zuko lookin past that
Rather have my time spent on living like
this, lawd
Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer
this, lawd
Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer
[originally by AC/DC]
Stand up and be counted
For what you are about to receive
We are the dealers
We'll give you everything you need
All hail
that still on
Michael Jackson niggas
The fifth'll change your skin tone
Sniper guns'll chirp
They'll prolly chirp silent when your
Nextel is off
a hole in the head
Put out the fire, put out the fire, baby put out the fire
And let your sons and daughters sleep sound in their beds
You know a gun
up, there'll be cries: like therapy
My gun shoots clean and hardest
Your gun jams on display: farmers market
I'll fire my gun in the street and go viral
fire
Spit
Spit fire
Spit
Spit fire
Spit
I learnt a lot of lessons from school
Keep your head down don't act the fool
You ain't gotta brag, just point
Because I small you think say you fit make me fall
I have a God who answereth by fire when I call
Know this, I am a child of God for your notice
And all you
Nigga, my gun go off
You better lose yourself in the moment
Use it, fuck the music, I'mma let it go
You only get one shot before I back out and fire
gun go off
You better lose yourself in the moment
Use it, fuck the music, I'mma let it go
You only get one shot before I back out and fire back
the horn
And sounding the horn
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
What you want?
The fire done burn
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
Get crackin'
Get, get
learnin'
Guns bustin', tyres turnin', that's a Russian and a German
That's your phone ringin', you can hear the beep
You won't be saved by the bell when
Ohm-y, AC/DC, ampere count high
Transformer, sending Shockwaves down your spine
U.A. fool if you look past me
You just ain't an impedance to the EMF kid
them fist go
Save my hoes they wanna stay if not I let 'em burn away
This a hit ain't no misfit and by the way I'm Gottaway
Baby I got that fire I got
a lesson
Don't know why we impress them
Think I might teach them a lesson Strippers got ghost writers
I feel like ghost rider
Get judged by fire
Y'all hoes
on fire (fire, fire)
This girl is on fire
She's walking on fire (fire, fire)
This girl is on fire (ohh)
Everybody stares as she goes by
'Cause they
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