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lil wayne - burn this city lyrics

(feat. twista)

this fire… burn this city
this fire… burn this city, burn this city
this fire… burn this city
this fire… burn this city, burn this city

this fire is outta control, i’m going to burn this city, burn this city [4x]

[verse 1 (lil wayne)]
stop playing wit me, cannon in my hand and i’ll be d-mn if any man disrespect in my land
intercept a n-gg- p-ss, inaffective -ss n-gg-
i’m the f-f-fireman but i’ll wet that -ss n-gg-
my vessel pump liquor i’m a special -ss n-gg-
no frontin i’m in front of these extra last n-gg-s
i’m a extra bad n-gg-, i’m a sideways shooter
open up the minds & body f-ck a highway trooper
cuz now-a-days dudes’ll run & tell the troopers
so i hope the same trooper could find ya when i lose ya
these n-gg-s talkin’ out the side of they medula
preserve a n-gg- put his body in the cooler
turn ’em into ice, call me weezy the jeweler
run up on me boy & get smoked like buddah
who the f-ck wanna get it in they next breath
gasoline on ya doorstep (fire)

[hook]
this fire is outta control, (cuz i’m the fireman fire f-fireman) i’m going to burn this city, burn this city
this fire is outta control, (you could spark it up & i’ma put you out) i’m going to burn this city, burn this city
this fire is outta control, (weezy, i love to talk when the town is hot) i’m going to burn this city, burn this city
this fire is outta control, i’m going to burn this city, burn this city

[verse 2 (twista)]
n-gg-z shook watch twista weezyana gotta show ’em heaven, call the reverend
i’ma burn ’em up like ladder 47 wit a mac11
try to shoot up every part of you wit my -rs-nal i’m a arsonist
or the 40cal wit the 50 clip uh uh,
you don’t want no parts of this
let me do your medula, i’ll pop your oblongata
call the doctor
homie you are not baby, not the twista & not the carter
don’t be coming to me acting petty when i carry glocks to carve ya
stop tomorrow
you could break my hands, i write wit my mind
you can’t stop the author
try to run up on the block why bother
i’ma shoot ’em wit the pump & then i go & throw his body in a ditch & won’t n-body ever find you
and won’t n-body talk cuz i’m a real street mobster
ghetto gangstas i don’t eat pasta
only f-ckin wit the shrimp & the lobster
murder the p-ssy whole in ya boy
when i’m dressed up like a rastah
new orleans & chi connect stay burnin sticky
and we gettin stuntin steady gettin money that’s why i’m on 50
sh-t, i only be f-ckin wit n-gg-z that earnin wit me
if you try then you goin die
on fire cuz i’m so hot
watch how we burn this city

[verse 3 (lil wayne)]
sicker than the bird flu
i am the birdman jr. & you n-gg-z just bird food
we living in a whirl pool
you gotta eat or get ate & you look like bait
don’t you stick one hand over the gate
this dog will treat you n-gg-z just like steak
dinner, i’m that n-gg-, take a break
my f-ck up is a perfect mistake, i’m great
murder, renegade music, my flow stupid
i’m cold, i spit mucus
i’m tight like suitors, righteous, ruthless
strap, shoot ya, we rich, sue us
snitch, leave ’em, ditch, sewers
pushin up daises, roses, petunias
wakes, funeral, service, communion
i’m hotter than a motherf-cking hot boys reunion
weezy

- lil wayne lyrics

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