Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fire, artist - Potluck. Album song Straight Outta Humboldt, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.09.2006
Record label: Suburban Noize
Song language: English
Fire |
| Fire |
| Fire |
| Fire |
| Fi fi fi fire |
| Anotha page |
| Anotha flow |
| Anotha night |
| Anotha show |
| Anotha day |
| Anotha dolla |
| Anotha chance we gonna (BLOW) |
| Potluck is on the low |
| Makin' fans every show |
| White girls wanna vo |
| When my niggas sayin' (HO) |
| Cause that is how we do it, yes I’m fat and he is Jewish |
| Only speak about the truest |
| When you listen to our music |
| And we the biggest smokers |
| Rollin' some of the dankest quarters |
| Rappin' about the life of stoners |
| And Humbo County, California |
| Neva gon' be stoppin' this |
| When I go to tha club and I rock tha bitch |
| Everybody wanna take anotha hit and get lit |
| Humbo County bud is tha shit |
| I’m a rap this zero voodoo |
| Makin' all these girlies, hoohoo |
| And I might go crazy, coocoo |
| From smokin' the weed like snoop do |
| But I’m neva gon' stop put the finga to the cop |
| Get the bong, get the light, get the pot |
| Then we toke 'til we can’t talk, then we toke 'til we can’t walk (Oh golly) |
| It’s that life that we live |
| I smoke this weed since a kid |
| And I need my fire can’t retire, blame my entire environment |
| We rollin' that (Fire) |
| We hittin' that (Fire) |
| We spittin' that (Fire) |
| My click is on (Fire) |
| We rollin' that (Fire) |
| We hittin' that (Fire) |
| We spittin' that (Fire) |
| Potluck is on (Fire) |
| You know how we do (I ain’t a mad rappa) |
| This is how we do (MC with a temper) |
| You know how we do (I ain’t a mad rappa) |
| This is how we do (MC with a temper) |
| Listen up and let my lyrics hit cha right off ya head |
| I climbs up out a bed think of ways of makin' bread |
| Believe in what I said |
| Don’t bet against the spread |
| Won a car |
| Cause every mic I touch is dead |
| Doin' it since hot N*Sync |
| Playdoes and legos |
| Murderin |
| And spit fire like volcanoes |
| Lyrics droppin' bombs like I kicks it with sadam |
| All we do is makin' song |
| Always smokin' outta bongs |
| Pass anotha dutch |
| Laugh when it gets tough |
| Life is like a blunt that’s why I smoke it til it’s dust |
| Lyrical precision, 20/20 vision |
| Spit shitty like a pigeon |
| All you gotta do is listen |
| We rollin' that (Fire) |
| We hittin' that (Fire) |
| We spittin' that (Fire) |
| My click is on (Fire) |
| We rollin' that (Fire) |
| We hittin' that (Fire) |
| We spittin' that (Fire) |
| Potluck is on (Fire) |
| Yo |
| Everybody wanna be smokin' the pot |
| We don’t choke and cough, we kick flows that make hoes hot |
| Muthafuckas wanna talk but it won’t stop |
| And we bumpin' the beat down yo block |
| Potluck in the trunk and we knock |
| We the best in the west like Rick Rock |
| Like Ludacris I’m comin' for that Number One Spot |
| Muthafuckas can’t hang with' me it’s easy I’m who you came to see |
| Cum like Sean Connery |
| Dick long like I’m Tommy Lee |
| Rap all day betta hit a reply |
| Beyonce like a host I lay |
| no hatin' Underrated blow shoes away |
| And every single time I write a ryhme it’s a platinum |
| You don’t know then you betta go ask 'em |
| Harrass 'em ask 'em who the best |
| With this weed on my chest, I’m a greedy stretch |
| How the fuck can I be so fresh |
| Simino sended my hat to the def |
| Rap do it best I’m dangerous |
| And neva get laid to rest |
| We rollin' that (Fire) |
| We hittin' that (Fire) |
| We spittin' that (Fire) |
| My click is on (Fire) |
| We rollin' that (Fire) |
| We hittin' that (Fire) |
| We spittin' that (Fire) |
| Potluck is on (Fire) |
| You know how we do (I ain’t a mad rappa) |
| This is how we do (MC with a temper) |
| You know how we do (I ain’t a mad rappa) |
| This is how we do (MC with a temper) |
| Fi fi fi fire |
| Fi fi fi fire |