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[Chorus: x2] Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters B*tch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars B*tch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars [Lil Wayne:] Fresh out from my bid B*tch it's Lil Tuneche I Lucille Ball, b*tch I love Lucy If these nigg*s dogs, I'm animal cruelty Don't f*ck with me at all, cause I'm twisted like an Rubiks cube Oh my, look how the tie has flown And they say time is of the essence But what if there clock is wrong But all my problems will be second And all my worries will be gone I'll have money back for breakfast smell like "b*tch 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 nigg*s wax [Chorus:] Letras de canciones(What ya talking bout) [Birdman:] In this World with my Tommy gun But 9 clipped the red rum 100 millions dollars, put my life down for my son Spend a little cash, bust a ni*ga ass 5 star ni*ga, 2 mill on the dash Yeah, militant minded Upown soldier, you have been blinded Grinding all the time, ni*ga Stuntin, and we shining Diving in deep shit, the money keep climbing Blah, the bottles keep poppin' Dom P, Rose, Perrier poppin' The b*tches see we rocking, the whips we be rocking Iced up, tatted up, fire flame blaaap [Chorus] [Lil Wayne:] Uh, I got pu*sy coming to me Shot gun in my draws make your woman bite the bullet Sittin' in my hog, tell my chauffer to the pent house Pockets so deep it's like my money gotta swim out Marley say f*ck 'em, Scoob say f*ck 'em B*tch I still the best overall like a jumper Weezy F F, fire flame spitter Hundred million dollars, pocket change ni*ga [Birdman:] See these first class flights We strapped up in the trenches Ni*ga want some business b*tch We getting it in this business Some ten figure ni*gas blood rich gang ni*ga Fire flame spitters, point blank ni*ga Money and the power, swag out the shower Spending ni*ga pen, them pu*sy's running like some cowards Bigger than life ni*ga, c4 b*tch Ahundred million dolllars, my son born rich Blaaapp! [Chorus: x2] Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters B*tch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars B*tch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars From Letras Mania