Tonight

Lyrics

[Intro] (Uh) Yeah, Yeah! Swizz! (Drag, Dash, On) Yo, where we at? (Uh) New shit, Double R nigga (Uh) Ya know who this is (Exclusive) Yo! Back! Yo! (Yeah!) [Verse 1] Who that slim kid, slight grin, ice sparkling If the sun hit it it strikes lightning N' cause light wind My coupe is only for two Me and my nigga Me and my bitch Me and my wrist wrapped around my bisquit Come risk it Dare a nigga to run up on us I'm on some future shit, I got bullets that turn corners Like--Errr.. Still up on ya Cause my hammers got scanners That'll lick a nigga Down Down like "Country Grammar" Got clips that'll like dirty y'up in em I wear size 34 in Dirty Denim and I'll dirty ya' denim Hit ya wit the slow flow Like Nat King Cole Even though I spit hazard rappin' Faster than a rapper's eva seen You pass it while they grab it Probably got it but don't have it Usin the same styles since ya promos C'mon, homo! Dawg I rope a dolo Yo' styles so so def Like Jermaine I got bats Would(Would) ya get ya rocks? Yo!(Yeah yeah yeah!) [Chorus] (Woo!) (It's on fire tonight (Uh)) Yeah! (Call the fire department,)Yeah Yeah! (It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah! (All my thugs in the cells getty right tonight)Yeah Yeah Yeah! (Came to tear this mother fucker all night tonight) Yeah Yeah Yeah! C'mon! Woo! Woo! (It's on fire tonight(Uh)) Yeah! Uh! (Call the fire department)Yeah Yeah! (It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah! (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)Yeah Yeah Yeah! (Came to tear this mother fucker all night tonight)Yo Yo [Verse 2] Yo, how the fuck ya think y'all boost niggas sales Ya sales just like my two-way pager, low cell But fuck a cell phone! I've got a nynex That'll reach out and touch ya nigga back spineless (Yeah uh, C'mon man!) I fill these streets wit more cracks on the ground Than cracks on the growl E pills for them crackers down town Keep em crackin a smile While ya police tryin to crack down on crack vials(Uh) Y'all can't stop that (Uh) Even Drag was born a a crack child(Uh) Crack toes, I crack ya' back Kids that look up to me Life ain't what it's cracked up to be But ya never catch me weavin and bitchin I just keep the stash box under reachable distance Like right here Finna lift you like right there Right up out your Nike Airs Should've had the straps on Fuckin with the Dash-On(Flame On!) Make ya do a hundred yard dash Gimme ya cash(Flame On! Yeah... Yeah!) What, uh? (Y-y-y-y-yo!) Uh uh What, uh? [Chorus] (It's on fire tonight)C'mon! (Yeah!) (Call the fire department)(Uh Uh!) (It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah! (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight) (Yeah!)C'mon!(nigga!) (Uh! Came to tear this mother fucker all night tonight) (Aw yeah!) nigga! (It's on fire tonight(Uh)) (Yeah!) (Call the fire department)(Yeah Yeah!) (It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah! Uh uh (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight(Yeah, Uh, Yeah!)) (Came to tear this mother fucker all night tonight(Aw yeah!)) [Verse 3] Bitches say I'm skinny like a Q-tip But I stay wit bitches like Janet Jackson Like Q-Tip you bitchin? I've got a bad mami Hatin ass niggas I've got a black tommy Cook yo skin like salami 'Cause ya niggas talk baloney N' probably swined out I tell a guard to pull a maf out and smack ya mouth Type the get out my tt and be outtie N' throw the matchbox Ski in the hockey and pee in yo' lobby See, it ain't nuttin to Drag to camp out To the point I gotta throw my pants out After I shake the ants out Loins, bees in my sleeves, with that can out And I ain't gon' throw em I gon' walk up on em and hand em out Slight trick, I keep my bitch infli But ya niggas can't offend me Got my theme in a frenzy N' a tt for yo bentley Ya niggas betta come on and hit me Cause I'ma drop top, come niggas come pop it Dump like ya niggas can't stop it, so stop it [Chorus] (Woo!) (It's on fire tonight) Uh (Call the fire department)Yeah, Yeah (Yeah!)(it's gettin hot tonight)Uh! (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight (Uh Yeah!)) C'mon! (Came to tear this mother fucker all night tonight) (Aw yeah, Woo!)What? (Uh!) (Woo woo!) (It's on fire tonight)(C'mon!) (Call the fire department)(Uh) (It's gettin hot tonight)(Yeah!) (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)(Uh! Yeah!) (Came to tear this mother fucker all night tonight) (Woooo!) (Drag, Dash, On) (Flame, Flame, On) (Ryde or, Die, Records) (Ruff, Ryder, Records) (Bounce!) (It's on fire tonight)Yeah(Uh) Yeah (Call the fire department)(Oh...) (It's gettin hot tonight)(... My, Uh!) (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)(Uh! Yeah!) (Came to tear this mother fucker all night tonight)(N' you nigga) (Woo!) (It's on fire tonight (Drag, Dash, On))(Yeah) (Call the fire department,(Flame, Flame, On)) (It's gettin hot tonight) (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)(Drag, Dash, On) (Came to tear this mother fucker all night tonight)(Flame, Dash, On) (Woo, Woo) (It's on fire tonight (Woo, woo, woo)) (Call the fire department,(woo, woo, woo) it's gettin hot tonight) (Woo, woo, woo) (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight) (Woo, woo, woo) (Came to tear this mother fucker all night tonight) (Woo, woo, woo) (It's on fire tonight) (Call the fire department,(Yeah) it's gettin hot tonight) (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight) (Came to tear this mother fucker all night tonight) (Wooooo!)