Fire Lyrics - Erick Sermon

[Erick Sermon] 

Where my money at ho.. 

Where my money at yo.. 

Get my money 'fore I whip.. 

Forget your big fat ass 

We going off baby 

We don't mess around 'cause I'm nautious baby 

You know I loaded it with the gun, pop pop.. 

Aiyyo, LET'S GO!!! 

Here we go why'all 

New shit new shit, out the door why'all 

Shorty Pimp, E-Dub once again 

So buy you some of this ghetto slum 

Underground music from A-T-L 

X rearranged it, Shorty be played it 

Me and Shorty laid it, my niggaz OKed it 

Carnefious Crawfish, next to slay it 

Damn right! We do it all day bitch 

Ride around in Benz's, twenty inch rimzes 

What Short told why'all, New York to California 

We put them high beams on ya - parkin lot pimpin 

With the boom-boom twelve inches kickin, we stay hittin 

Huh? The most consecutive 

Fifteen albums, we're the executives 

Who talkin money? 

[Hook - E. Sermon] 

Let's do it baby 

Me and Short dog on the mic baby 

It's going down all night baby 

Shootin all haters on sight baby 

THAT'S RIGHT!! 

Make room, E and Short be on fire! 

Everything we do is fire! 

This song is on fire! YO! 

[Too $hort] 

Bitch! That's my favorite word 

I cashed a million dollar check on Thursday the third 

Now it's flowin like water out the kitchen sink 

I make more money everytime you blink 

Got you scratchin ya head, made you stop and think 

He couldn't made all that he must have robbed a Brinks 

We been around so long, makin funky songs 

Now you gettin mad, say this cain't be goin on 

How come E and Short get to stay in the game? 

Don't ever talk down on a player's name 

So when you see us on top of every chart 

You know we been number one since the very start 

We feed families; when we rhyme, celebrate like champions 

You see mine - I never worry 

I don't want the stress, you know my story 

I learned how to ball from the best 

[Hook - E. Sermon] 

Let's do it baby 

Me and Short dog on the mic baby 

It's going down all night baby 

Shootin all haters on sight baby 

THAT'S RIGHT!! 

Make room, Eastcoast be on fire! 

Westcoast be on fire! 

Down south be on fire! YO! 

(Detroit, Chi-town!) 

[Erick Sermon] 

Don't stop the song now I'm not over 

I must leave the scene wrecked, before closure 

Highest doja, L.A. weed 

Monopolize the south like L.A. Reed (BITCH!) 

Sick individual, this here be the southwest coast 

Eastcoast material 

Erick Sermon, that's what I said man 

Fuck with Short and I and be a dead man 

[Too $hort] 

This is fire, pass it to me 

It's so hot, E lemme hit that weed 

Uptown, hydro is in my genes 

It's like green, I just my be a fiend 

'cause I been tryin to O.D. lately 

And your never gonna rehabilitate me 

On a mission since the eighth grade 

Keep gettin high, and stay paid 

[Hook - E. Sermon] 

Let's do it baby 

Me and Short dog on the mic baby 

It's going down all night baby 

Shootin all haters on sight baby 

THAT'S RIGHT!! 

Make room, tonight is on fire! 

The roof is on fire! 

These hoes be on fire! ...