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Mmm, if I ain't got the cash then I use the plastic Ain't got the lighter, then I use the matchsick (what else?) You can bring the fire but you can't match this Started on the couch nowaday a mattress Started on the couch now we're on the atlas Should be blown up all off of the rap shit Been bad from born, never did practice But if them girl talk bad, them girl a actress My girl bad, my girl are ratchet Rollin' four gyal up, that's fantastic Head gone, billin' up a ganja spliff Jump in the whip, look how I handle stick Comin' 'round baby, have the candles lit Jump in it, watch the way I handle stick I bring the fire, automatic, never need gear-shift They can't handle this When I work the angle I'ma make it too hot for you to handle My tings shot pon them like Rambo What you gonna do when the flames surround you They say, they wanna burn it up like me Tings hot when they pop like me, with no apologies Burn bitches at a higher degree Get lit I'm on a burning spree I'm too hot to handle Letras de canciones Too hot, too hot Too hot to handle Too hot, too hot Too hot to handle Too hot, too hot Too hot to handle Slash your finger, say aye-aye-aye When they ask you who is the hottest Say I-I-I, I, I bring the fire like I rub two sticks Man, I bring the fire you cannot extinguish I forever blaze, anybody have the number for the fire brigade? If I make you bust a little sweat then you wipe it away Started as a slow burner, I got fire for days They chattin' shit, but tell 'em "fire away" Rollin' with the fire any time of the day So you're playing with fire that's igniting the flame Cos me I bring the fire I'm the crème brûlée Before you say my name you should stop, drop and roll This ain't just flames, this is inferno Leave it on your toes like you're steppin' on coal You should already know When I work the angle I'ma make it too hot for you to handle My tings shot pon them like Rambo What you gonna do when the flames surround you They say, they wanna burn it up like me Tings hot when they pop like me, with no apologies Burn bitches at a higher degree Get lit I'm on a burning spree I'm too hot to handle Too hot, too hot Too hot to handle Too hot, too hot Too hot to handle Too hot, too hot Too hot to handle Way too hot for them Hotter than an African continent I bring the fire, the confidence I bring the sauce, the condiments (I, I, I) I, I, I, like I'm self-centred You're gonna need a health centre When I When I work the angle I'ma make it too hot for you to handle My tings shot pon them like Rambo What you gonna do when the flames surround you They say, they wanna burn it up like me Tings hot when they pop like me, with no apologies Burn bitches at a higher degree Get lit I'm on a burning spree I'm too hot to handle Too hot, too hot Too hot to handle Too hot, too hot Too hot to handle Too hot, too hot Too hot to handle From Letras Mania