Fire Bun B (Ft. 2 Chainz, Rick Ross & Serani)
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[Intro: Serani]
It's, it's, it's, it's, it's Serani and Bun B
[Chorus: Serani]
When the heat is on we burn hotter than (fire)
People will burn up on, we burn hotter than (fire)
Turn my enemies to dust, burn them up with (fire)
Whether life or death, guess we're far from (fire)
[Verse 1: Bun B]
Murder murder redrum - mami, I done dead them
Rude boy like Ashanti, take his motherfucking head from
His shoulders, this is Bedlam - mayhem, chaos
Competition cease and seckle already, they lost
Thinking they boss like the Triple C's CEO
Fuck them, they would be D.O.A ASAP, you see me, ho
Me, you, and D.O.G, that’s why the fuck they ducking me
Rude boy, now deal with the fuckery, we bucking G
The ghetto red hot, the youth and the care play
Pussy and lit up match shots now in the air
Motherfucker beware 'til I retire or expire
Cyanide in them, know that we are coming with more fire
[Chorus: Serani]
When the heat is on we burn hotter than (fire)
People will burn up on, we burn hotter than (fire)
Turn my enemies to dust, burn them up with (fire)
Whether life or death, guess we're far from (fire)
It's, it's, it's, it's, it's Serani and Bun B
[Chorus: Serani]
When the heat is on we burn hotter than (fire)
People will burn up on, we burn hotter than (fire)
Turn my enemies to dust, burn them up with (fire)
Whether life or death, guess we're far from (fire)
[Verse 1: Bun B]
Murder murder redrum - mami, I done dead them
Rude boy like Ashanti, take his motherfucking head from
His shoulders, this is Bedlam - mayhem, chaos
Competition cease and seckle already, they lost
Thinking they boss like the Triple C's CEO
Fuck them, they would be D.O.A ASAP, you see me, ho
Me, you, and D.O.G, that’s why the fuck they ducking me
Rude boy, now deal with the fuckery, we bucking G
The ghetto red hot, the youth and the care play
Pussy and lit up match shots now in the air
Motherfucker beware 'til I retire or expire
Cyanide in them, know that we are coming with more fire
[Chorus: Serani]
When the heat is on we burn hotter than (fire)
People will burn up on, we burn hotter than (fire)
Turn my enemies to dust, burn them up with (fire)
Whether life or death, guess we're far from (fire)
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