Rabu, 09 November 2011

lirik lagu Sean Kingston - Fire Burning

Somebody call 911!
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor, whoa
(Fire burning, fire burning)
What a gwaan!
Kingston, letís go, hey!
RedOne, hey, hey

Shawty got that super thing
Hotter than the sun in the south in Spain
Got me soon as I walked through the door

My pocket started tickling
The way she drop it low, that thang
Got me waní spend my money on her, her

She get it, pop it, lock it, drop it, that birthday cake
Got a candle, need to blow that crazy flame away
Now take my red, black card and my jewelry
Shawty is cool like the fire, cool like fire

Somebody call 911!
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor, whoa
I gotta cool her down
She waní bring the roof to ground
On the dance floor, whoa

Sheís fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawtyís fire burning on the dance floor
Sheís fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawtyís fire burning on the dance floor
(Fire burning, fire burning)

That body is a masterpiece
The order is one in every hundred years
But ainít no doubt Iím taking it home, home

[Incomprehensible]
Little mama game is about to change
Sheíll be on covers over the world

She get it, pop it, lock it, drop it, that birthday cake
Got a candle, need to blow that crazy flame away
Now take my red, black card and my jewelry
Shawty is cool like the fire, cool like fire

Somebody call 911!
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor, whoa
I gotta cool her down
She waní bring the roof to ground
On the dance floor, whoa

Sheís fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawtyís fire burning on the dance floor
Sheís fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawtyís fire burning on the dance floor

She got that fire in the dance
Thatíll make them fellas run around, hey!
No exit from the dance floor
So them boys waní more, hey!

She got that fire in the dance
Thatíll make them fellas run around
(Madem, get out my way, everybody, sing it now, hey!)
No exit from the dance floor
So them boys waní more
(What a gwaan? Letís go! Madem, letís go, hey!)

She get it, pop it, lock it, drop it, that birthday cake
Got a candle, need to blow that crazy flame away
Now take my red, black card and my jewelry
Shawty is cool like the fire, cool like fire

Somebody call 911!
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor, whoa
I gotta cool her down
She waní bring the roof to ground
On the dance floor, whoa

Sheís fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawtyís fire burning on the dance floor
Sheís fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawtyís fire burning on the dance floor

Somebody call 911!

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