[Chorus x2]
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars
Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars

Back on my Block Nigga Gun up in my hand,
Money out the ocean nigga landing in the sand
Third war soldier, world wide general
Cash money young money fire flame spitters
Hustling all the time, in the middle of the block
The gun stay, the money of the top
We do around the clock, bitch we tha bizness
Hundred million dollars, filthy 'bout my richies
Stunting on a niggas cuz we shine big time
Flipping another hundred nigga doing on the ground
Bitch love a nigga cuz' they know we stay fly
Ridin' 25 on a nigga be hot


Spending a nigga ben nigga choppa in my hand
Hundred out the land, when you fuckin' with the man
Five star nigga eagle be flying, just be nigga ball eagle flying
Uptown soldier may man on the mission,
Did it from the bottom, no dyving from the richies
Been a hall roller, flip the range to a bentley
House full a thanks, house full a bitches
Switch another land, flipping all the time
Hundred on the watch 20 years on my grind
Blood is my line, uptown general
Cash money stunnas, young money killers


Mansions in the hills, just to burn it feal hundreds
Loaded 40's spended it a mi on some furniture
Back on my seattom, shuffer from the bottom
Started with nothing now is money with this power
Higher then ever top flow popping bottles
Mix in the winter, candy with the models
That's how we living, live a luxury life
Never give a fuck we can do this shit twice
Li-live with the lifes, lit it up for life
Lil nigga get it in and doing this for life
Lil won't got right so he back up on his bussines
Life to this game, flame of a spitting it

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Fire Flame Lyrics

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