Lyrics:
like a coochie
Dropkick a nigga off the stage if he boo me
EXqo Bomayay
Marc Jacob denim getting' hemmed at the boutique
Fire Marshall Bill when
you know say you ah hot and you a spit fire too
Bill Gates, Donald Trump
Them a require you
Inna the Pentium five, them waan wire you
When them know
desire you
Woman you know say you ah hot and you a spit fire too
Bill Gates, Donald Trump
Them a require you
Inna the Pentium five, them waan wire you
desire you
Woman you know say you ah hot and you a spit fire too
Bill Gates, Donald Trump
Them a require you
Inna the Pentium five, them waan wire you
the feet to the fields and the fire. Bill the hands, because there's hell to pay.
a smack and blows in the hand,
Into his car, Bill Blinks to the Lady!
Jane knows, is the only way…
In a Backstreet around the fire,
Bill punches one more
the fire marshal Fire Bill
King Stanley - I'm the sire still
Bitch, I got 99 problems bitch you ain't 1
C'mon, bitch I got 99 problems bitch u ain't 1
I got
focused and stack up my bills
Fire up the bud, we got the grub on the grill
Pour out the cold forties for the ones I miss still
Call up the hoochie mamas,
TALKIN NONSENSE)
Sayin my family is unable to drop bomb hits
Napalm shit, move in a hail of fire
Bill, sire, trailed by an empire (FIYAH!)
Can't nobody
find that suspicious
Hawaii fight'n fire
Bill gates mosquitoes, genetically modified
Prophetic end times
ctheist find'n out that the scriptures had
stealing blunts and a cake from Betty Crocker
Orville Reddenbacher
Don't fuck with the black-owned stores
But hit the Foot Lockers
Steal, motherfuck Fire
way ASAP
Don't get socked in the mouth, you know homie don't play that
Pay the fire marshal bill 'cause this shit done got way packed
They wanna see
I get goose bumps
When i see you passing by
I go double my hustle
Just to make you mine
If you fire me your bills
Like missile I no go ja
Say I go
mediocre, like almond mocca
I'm flavor, behavior is ill when I spill
You'll be fucked just like Fire Marshall Bill
'Cause I cause disasters like the Dukes
she bat her eyelids
That girl is so wired
I know she so tired, but, ooh, she on fire
Hundred dollar bills, look at you, look at you
A hundred dollar
the rain and the fire
Pay bills, keep sane and retire
From the game with a name that's admired
Seeing the stars and aiming higher
Remember to remember
muthafuckas in a coupe de-ville
Lightin shit up like Fire Marshal Bill
You see, I hops on the flo like my nigga Domino
And get a big fat sack of yay
A key
she bat her eyelids
That girl is so wired
I know she so tired, but, ooh, she on fire
Hundred dollar bills, look at you, look at you
A hundred dollar
Just like fire marshall bill, let me show you somethin
Can't you see what you do to me
When your on your knees sucking me baby
You know it, I'm a g
woman
Call fire Marshall bill like let me tell you somethin'
Flawless Beauty full
Follicles down to her toes cuticles
Pick and rolls with the flow
Slam
pays the price
Chorus repeat
The world was on fire for Bill
He had to take control
The enemy was close at hand
The tanks were told to hold
her pick it up like they ain’t got no wheels
I like my girls naked with a side of heels
Sliding down the pole like Fire Marshall Bill
She got skills
I moderate
My weakness, consolidate
As if they could just break man
If I could will it
I’d summon the fire to bill it
Dissimilar kind of feeling
it and distribute push’n rhymes like weight
Pumpin iron we maxin out watchen’em do clown shit Homey never played Fire Marshall Bill and I’m lit no
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