[Intro:] Eyy Konvict Akon and Paul Wall on fire (she's hot hott) [Chorus:] This girl is on fire (She's hot hott) She's on fire (She's hot hott) She
[Chorus 2x] This girl is on fire (she's hot) She's on fire (she's hot) She is burnin' up in the club now Stop, drop it and roll [Akon] Shawty got a nice
cats are ill, 5 times a half a mil Wanna play like a bumper sticker smack a grill Paul Wall cap a grill but them cats are daffy dills (put flowers on
x] So you better get yours, coz Imma get mine Imma get ya for yours when I?m outgettin? mine La-la-la-la-la-la-la [2x] [Paul Wall] - Swisha house, Paul Wall
they on a mission Wishing that they was kissing, on my composition They got ambition, they dream to manage my extension But this convention, into intermission [Hook] [Paul Wall] On
band on the Titanic Singing nearer my God to thee And the iceberg's on the starboard bow Won't you dance with me Come on Yeah the dance band on the
as my sister is Got a new Hummer, two Ferraris, and some Lexuses And all the girls I know got the big big breasteses I got a ten story mansion on the
contagious I'm downloadin like niggaz actually play this Maybe I'm buggin out, maybe I'm on a spaceship See I was on my stay out chill shit The way Mouse
shot it I'm not lookin' for love, up in the club But I wanna go home with you, girl Sean Paul on the wall, break it down, do it girl Lift it up, let
Second, you stole Kanye from Dame Third, you stole Rocafella from Dame Forth, I seen the nigga throw that diamond up before them shots was fired Fifth, hold on
fire ain't nobody stoppin' my flame Can't nobody stop me from stockin' my change [repeat] [Paul Wall] I'm the weatherman ain't nobody stoppin' my reign On
the name big tiger me and kodarolla ridin on stretch motorcycles i done put some swangers on a pt cruiser paul wall could catch boppers if i rode on
fire ain't nobody stoppin' my flame Can't nobody stop me from stockin' my change (repeat) [Paul Wall] I'm the weatherman ain't nobody stoppin' my reign On
in the gas tank. (HOOK) (Paul Wall) Catch me at the club with a clutch in my waist any hater run up I'll leave a scuuff on his face Blood on his face
