New York City   You are now rocking with the best   Lloyd Banks   G-Unit      [Chorus]   We on fire    Up in here it's burning hot   We on fire   Shorty take it off if it get too hot   Up in the spot   We on fire   Tear the roof off this motherfucker   Light the roof on fire   Nigga what you say   We get loose in this motherfucker   Light the roof on fire fire fire      [Verse 1]   Now I ain't putting nothing out   I smoke when I wanna   26-inch chromes spokes on the Hummer   This heat gon' last for the whole summer   Running your bitch faster then the Road Runner   Rocks on my wrist rolls gold under   Glocks on my hip those throw thunder   I'm buying diamond by the pier   But when you stop   The only thing still spinning is your ear   Yeah I'm riding with that all black snub   Raiders cap back all black gloves   I'm 80's man but they boy smack thugs   These record sales equals more back rubs   Not to mention I bought a pack of clubs   His impacts about raw as crack was   Now all these new artists getting raw deals   I'm only 21 sitting on mills      [Chorus]      [Verse 2]   If you know anything about me   Then you know that I'm a baller   If I ain't hit the first night    I ain't gonna call her   I'm trying to play   You trying to have my daughter   But I can't blame her for what her momma taught her   And I don't care what the next nigga bought her   Cause I ain't putting no baguettes in her   I got a diamond about as clear as water   And I got bread but I ain't spending quarters   So cut the games ma lets go in the back   Matter fact turn your ass round   Back a nigga down   And i ain't bias when i'm riding through town   Like em small like em tall like em black like em brown   She gotta be able to cum when I need her   Tight ass pants little wife beater   Regular chick or R&B diva   Bitch say something I ain't a mind reader      [Chorus]