Fire Flame (Remix)

[Chorus: Birdman] 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 [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Fresh out from my bid, bitch, it’s Lil Tunechi I Lucille Ball, bitch I love Lucy If these niggas dogs, I’m animal cruelty Don't fuck with me at all, cause I’m twisted like in a Rubik's Cube, oh my, look how the time has flown And they say time is of the essence, but what if their clock is wrong? But all my problems will be second and all my worries will be gone I’ll have money bags for breakfast smell like “Bitch, I’m rich cologne” Ha, I’m so relaxed my Gucci flats ain't got a scratch If you got a problem with I, well I will fix them cataracts They say it cost to be the boss, I paid the price including tax Bitch I’m a fire flame spitter and, to me, you niggas wax [Chorus: Birdman] 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 [Verse 2: Birdman] In this World with my Tommy gun, banana clip the red rum 100 millions dollars, put my life down for my son Spend a little cash, bust a nigga ass 5-star nigga, 2 mill on the dash Yeah, militant minded Uptown soldier, you have been blinded Grinding all the time, bitch, stunting, and we shining Diving in deep shit, the money keep climbing Blah, the bottles keep popping Dom P, Rose, Perrier popping Them bitches see we rocking the whips we be rocking Iced up, tatted up, fire flame blaaap [Chorus: Birdman] 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 [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] I got pussy coming to me Shotgun in my draws, make your woman bite the bullet Sitting in my hog, tell my chauffeur, “To the penthouse” Pockets so deep, it's like my money gotta swim out Marley say fuck 'em, Scoob say fuck 'em Bitch I’m still the best overall like a jumper Weezy F-F, fire flame spitter Hundred million dollars, pocket change, nigga [Verse 4: Birdman] See these first class flights, we strapped up in the trenches Nigga want some business, bitch, we getting it in this business Some ten figure niggas, blood rich gang nigga Fire flame spitters, point blank nigga Money and the power, swag out the shower Spending nigga, then them pussies running like some cowards Bigger Than Life nigga, C4, bitch A hundred million dolllars, my son born rich Blaaapp [Chorus: Birdman] 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