Testo Firebomber - B.G. feat. Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes
Testo della canzone Firebomber (B.G. feat. Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes), tratta dall'album Freedom of Speech (Deluxe)
Uh-oh, uh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
B.G., B.G.
Ayo, B.G., B.G., them niggas can't see we, see we (not at all)
Welcome home, nigga (oh, I'm here now)
I said welcome home, my nigga (oh, I'm here now)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (get 'em, get 'em, get 'em)
Fucking everything up in existence is my mission
Turn this shit on, crash up your whip, head on collision
I beat you niggas up to the point where you need to listen
When I pull up, coming to eat, your food is a given
Class is in session, you better pay your tuition
Motherfucker, come on this modernist expedition
Mop the floor with a couple niggas, total submission
Leave your body swimming with niggas when we be fishing
A lot of niggas on the 'Gram that be talking the sneaky dissin'
Bust your face through your computer screen
And you be wishing, "Why you do that?"
Shut the fuck up, stupid little nigga
Why you do that?
Why the screen hit me, my nigga, who that?
Make it up to yourself, you know you deserved it, my nigga (true that)
See, I'm the nicest in this bitch, but y'all niggas already (knew that)
Jungle foot rhythm, we get him, y'all feel the boom bap
Bars, I'll continue to get him, listen to my new rap
Lights a little dim, B.G. giving them a new slap
You are the most incredible and I have already showed and proved that
This the fire
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
Guess who back on the mission, standing on business
Tryna run out of a hundred million, designer tennis (Louis)
Just came home from the feds, finished my sentence
About to go on tour, my PO just gave me permission
.40 still tucked in my britches with the extension
Quick to backhand, slap a bitch nigga ass with the quickness
Nigga more feminine than women, this shit ridiculous
I just laugh at them, real game, I can't take it serious
Play with me, you know I won't hesitate, I'm a sinner
The bag real heavy these days, I'm independent
Me and Busta Buss on a song, it was a given
The firebomber's coming through, better put up your bitches
I fall to the depth of the mystery, cherish me, nigga
Somethin' you could never be, different pedigree, nigga (never)
Grew up catchin' felonies, lot of weaponry, nigga
Catch me in a city where all the steppers be niggas
This the fire
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
The reverend sees me, tell me that the devil's in Weezy
He say I'm getting too high like Heaven's beneath me
Pleasure to meet me, I deserve a specialist treatment
I'm daddy, all these bitches might inherit my features
Cherries and peaches, grapes, watermelons and beaches
That's where we bury the secrets for federal reasons
Like veggies and vegans, we don't stress over beef
And we just kidnap your nephews and nieces and never release them
Left him with Jesus, I'm in Vegas, effing with Jeezy
I met him at Caesar's, one thing we don't bet on is freedom
Weapons, we need him, send shots like text, you receive him
Complicated, constipated, shit ain't never been easy
This the fire
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber
This is the firebomber (shit, I got it)
This is the firebomber (y'all know what it is, man)
This is the firebomber
BGizzle, Busta Rhymes, Lil Tunechi
Freedom of speech, nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Noel Dorsey, Jovan Dais, Trevor George Smith Jr., Katy Edwards Vaughters, Dwayne Micheal Carter Jr, Tylan D Rogers
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