Fire (feat. Pitbull)

It's Mr. 305 I just want to talk to all the women out there You see them, they're on fire! I'm talking about this burning disco Darling, I'm a leader Nigga, I'm burning the flow She's leaving with me, you already know Every time I bust around I got these women, gimmie some more, Gimmie some more! So I give them what they ask, slow I rap my cash, slow Yes, so She's fire! Ven pa' ca que yo rompo papaya ay, ay, ay Mami, get my feelings hurt With all that ass and the fanciful skirts And nine times of ten You gonna catch me with a [?] Drinks up, yeah! Hands up, oh Forget your plans, Cause tonight you're mine, And baby, you're fire! I'm on the road, oh You look like something I can take tonight Oh, oh, oh, oh I'll be your dose While you're girls in the bathroom blurring lines Oh, oh, oh, oh You're blurring like a weed lighter Buckle up so all night Oh, oh, oh, oh Hey Mary Jane, you know I loved you Take you down, turn up! You're on fire The way you're moving turns me on, yeah All night, You got the right to do me wrong, yeah, yeah Drinks up, yeah! Hands up, oh Drinks up, yeah! Hands up, oh Hands up, oh Hands up, oh The way you're moving turns me on, yeah Oh, oh, oh! I'll be your nap Cause soon enough you'll be sweating me! Uh, uh, oh, oh Girl, don't miss One drink and come through, We'll make it three! Oh, oh, oh Uh, uh, uh, uh You're blurring like a weed lighter Buckle up so all night Oh, oh, oh, oh Hey Mary Jane, you know I loved you Take you down, turn up! You're on fire The way you're moving turns me on, yeah All night, You got the right to do me wrong, yeah, yeah Drinks up, yeah! Hands up, oh Drinks up, yeah! Hands up, oh Hands up, oh Hands up, oh The way you're moving turns me on, yeah Oh, oh, oh!