Busta Rhymes — Light Your Ass on Fire

[Intro: Pharrell Williams] What you say your name was? Well, um, lookin' real sexy right now You and your girls are lookin' good Look, why don't y'all take off y'all jackets? What's your name, baby? Word? Okay Tell your friend right here, this, this my man Busta [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Ha, I know you starving for this shit Baby, I'm feelin' your hunger I'm so clean, call a nigga Felix Ungar So what if I said it? Baby, I'm still gon' tell ya I hope your ass bigger than Willona and Thelma Listen, it's Busta Rhymes, bitch, I ain't never fail ya Your ass all over like paraphernalia, hmm See, the police gon' jail ya For walkin' around with the kind of ass that'll kill ya now Don't worry 'bout it, I got money to bail ya Shorty stackin' like a mule, type of shit that'll scare ya Headboard bang, bump the side of ya head Watch how ya ass spread spill all off the side of the bed now, hmm Now what you do to the dread? Baby, your ass really changed What he initially said, because a nigga dead But fuck 'em, 'c-c-c-cause now we vibin' and talkin' and shit I love to hear your ass go (ga-ga-goon) when you walkin' and shit [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] Move, girl, like your ass on fire Like your ass on fire Move, girl, like your ass on fire Like your ass on fire Move, girl, I'll light your ass on fire I'll light your ass on fire Move, girl, I'll light your ass on fire Bitch, I'll light that ass on fire Move, girl, I'll light your ass on fire [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] Bust it, baby, I know you probably really Need a tablecloth to cover yo' ass Diggin' in your pocket while you're rubbin' yo ass Shit so big, just put the club in yo' ass Prep the H2, park it right in front of yo' ass I see your little gap between your cunt and yo' ass And make you jump inside the whip and smoke a blunt with yo' ass I'm sayin', hmm, the shit'll spread like a rash The way they ass wiggles, see I got the shit on a smash, now listen I light the L, smell a whiff of the hash And bag all the bitches, now watch you see me zip in a flash I'm sayin', hmm, now I'ma put you on blast Just like a tint window when you put your shit on the glass Bust right through the window then it sit on the dash And have a nigga drivin' reckless 'til you makin' him crash (Ha, c'mon) We makin' money and shit Now pop your muffin while we be watchin' you shakin' your shit [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] Move, girl, like your ass on fire Like your ass on fire Move, girl, like your ass on fire Like your ass on fire Move, girl, I'll light your ass on fire I'll light your ass on fire Move, girl, I'll light your ass on fire Bitch, I'll light that ass on fire Move, girl, I'll light your ass on fire [Bridge: Busta Rhymes] Welcome to Hot-and-Hazyville It make you wanna dance 'til you break your heels I know you love the way the God make you feel Now watch me get deeper than a Navy Seal (Navy Seal?) It got a crazy feel, shit feel like you in a danger field Hypnotize, stuck it in her, daze for real That's exactly why we call this one Hazyville (Hazyville) [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] Baby, just shake ya ass 'til you spread on the floor I noticed that your ass too big for your drawers You need a, a chiropractor just to marry yo' ass To tell the truth, you need a tractor just to carry yo' ass Fo' real-a, you motherfuckers probably think that I'm playin' All bitches love to talk and all that other shit I be sayin' And goin', hmm, see how you puttin' it down I love the way you shake it, throw it around [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] Move, girl, like your ass on fire Like your ass on fire Move, girl, like your ass on fire Like your ass on fire Move, girl, I'll light your ass on fire I'll light your ass on fire Move, girl, I'll light your ass on fire Bitch, I'll light that ass on fire Move, girl, I'll light your ass on fire [Outro: Busta Rhymes] Welcome to Hot-and-Hazyville It make you wanna dance 'til you break your heels I know you love the way the God make you feel Now watch me get deeper than a Navy Seal (Navy Seal?) It got a crazy feel, shit feel like you in a danger field Hypnotize, stuck it in her, daze for real That's exactly why we call this one Hazyville (Hazyville)


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