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rick ross - fire hazard lyrics

[intro]
who the f-ck you think you f-ckin’ with, i’m a f-ckin’ earner
ring the f-ckin’ fire alarm, here come the money burners
my money burnin’, my money burnin’, my money burnin’
you see my money burnin’, money burnin’, money burnin’
you see the smoke b-tch

[verse 1]
when it come to these b-tches, i’m still a backbreaker
let the vocals get the p-ssy, let the track rape her
tires on the rims skinny but they fat paper
like i’m fresh out, b-tch it’s time to stack paper
port of miami, my chevy still candy
my chopper still fully, i empty it gladly
never hollywood even though i got it good
i ain’t gotta goon, but f-ck it somebody gotta do it
last week you may have heard that we got into it
now the boy missin’ b-tch you heard how them gotti’s do it
last week you may have heard that we got into it
now the boy missin’ b-tch you heard how them gotti’s do it

[verse 2]
i’m cooking a brick which is my signature dish
time to feed all my n-ggas this columbian fish
yellow tail, red snapper, wood chopper, gold yachtmaster
got a broad in baltimore who movin’ all the raw
with pink diamond audemars i never saw before
when that chopper clap it drop like a dre beat
stray dog -ss b-tches wanna give me rabies
when your pockets fat them b-tches stay in heat
them n-ggas trap clothes, we gonna stay and eat
them boys fire hazards when they got them choppers on ’em
f-ck crime stopper, better call em helicopters on ’em
definition of slidin’, 187
represent your side, only thugs go to heaven
never hollywood even though i got it good
i ain’t gotta goon, but f-ck it somebody gotta do it

[verse 3]
i grew up watchin’ columbian drug lords
who ever knew i would afford cologne by tom ford
trips to hawaii with diddy on concordes
quarter milli in the louis, b-tch pretty as apollonia
i got a funny feelin’ f-ckin’ feds watchin’ me
at this point only the goverment could stop me
20 mill in four years it’s a mobilary
bon jovi in this b-tch blow for everybody
ricky ross, ric flair, black watch, brick fare
never hollywood even though i got it good
i ain’t got a goon but f-ck it somebody gotta do it

- rick ross lyrics

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