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    "Fire Water" Lyrics

    Big Punisher feat. Fat Joe and Raekwon

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    (That's how the east side gets down, word up!)

    (4:30 in the morning, mira
    you know what I mean, mira
    let's get this money sorted and counted, word
    know what I mean, dame te culo mami
    give me my shit back, mira, hey yo
    Fat Joe and them is here now, word
    shine like marbles, collects diamonds
    the remix, add on son
    politic for the real ones...)

    [Chorus-Raekwon]
    We get knots, like stockbrokers who own Marriotts
    Blast shots for all my niggas who splash cops
    The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
    Corner son, fake a jack, you be a goner....

    [Raekwon]
    Yo, control this rap like Napoleon
    Half-Mongolian, hold it, you owe me in
    Rock 'em like linolieum, yeah
    Lex, diamonds, shin'in like you rhymin'
    929'n, Titanium glass, time to play that ass
    Whirlwinds of French, come movin' intense
    Time to pull again, release the shell,well
    Make 'em yell again, so sleek
    But I'm a be maxin' in suites
    Countin' your paper and countin' your sheeps
    Hittin' your chick in Jeeps
    Miraculously, attack your faculty, who wanna tackle me?
    You jack mack, kidnap 'em for free
    What?, you got heat, you better pop those
    We movin' like gestapos, through underground potholes
    That rock those, much land discoveries
    Chrome rims, sippin' bubbly
    Who livin' lovily, half a brick to cover me
    So dissin' me, come on now listen G,
    You's a dime I'm a key
    Thun, thun straight out of Sicily
    Now, back to the stash crib
    Joey Crack baggin' up cracks
    One love, give 'em Jeep bags, Kid!

    [chorus]

    [Fat Joe]
    Word ...life, I'll be the infamous
    Who leaks the witnesses, crack's the wickedest
    Run up in your crib, blast your kids
    Ain't no myth in this, shit's official
    I'll pistol-whip you with my Smith & Wesson
    Cause my investin' was sendin rappers to heaven
    Gives me an erection
    You need protection from the smooth assassin
    Who really moves at action, blastin' mothafuckas
    Execution fashion
    Now who's the fat one that you love to hate
    Catch you at your mother's wake, smack you
    Then I'll wack you with my snub 38
    It doesn't take much to make me restless
    Look at my face and definite lose your breath
    truck my face is Lexus
    You want to test this, so really?,
    I'll make one call and have the whole WU comin' on the ferry
    I'm very dangerous and well-connected
    I puff an L with Method, then try to
    Decide who's next to fill his neck slit
    So respected and admired the boss, retired your lost
    Wu Tang, your terror squad, vaya con Dios!

    [chorus]

    [Armageddeon]
    You guys despise guys like us
    Guys like us, disgust like Spartacus
    You cuss and claim a bust
    You lust for a part of us, you thrust
    But can't touch
    Plus we far from any type of fellas you can trust
    Put the pressure on the mic, I biz
    Press to your chest, sound like sweat on my back
    We're having sex, tight-ass flex
    Pretty Pocahontas pussy sweet, like my new Tek
    Sis' got curves like a GS, 300 Lex
    My body's 95% alcohol, 5% cancer
    Sosa diamonds, Getty, Lucci, blaze it up like Bonanza
    Catch me in the cut, easy G's is burnin' my gut
    As I Remember my menage au trois was mired by sluts
    I questionmark your heart, punctuate your fate
    All your version predicates
    Done as well as you pronunciate
    In the (west)?,we're gonna break you off the isle
    Take C.O.s hostage arab style, no surrender

    [chorus]

    [Punisher]
    Yo, I'm all about business and enterprisin'
    Advisin' financial advisors on franchisin' the wider than horizons
    Divisin' ideas with masterminders
    Movin' on a stash of diamonds
    First we get the cash, then we laugh like miners
    Don't get me wrong I'm a funny bastard
    But when it come to money, son, I'm not the one to laugh with
    I'm after for what cash can bring me brothers
    Me and my demon lovers blast and laugh at hyenas
    Back to Ringling Brothers believe them others
    You's the best, yet, and still
    I'm investin' mils on a hunch over lunch
    Puffin' on a Chesterfield, who wants to test
    The real scandalous
    I'm at the Sands in Los Angeles
    Plannin' hits with an ananymous philanthropist
    Spanish kids, close to God, like evangelists
    Choppin' niggas up and makin' sandwiches....

    Big shout to my man Raekwon, word is bond
    This song was submitted on March 9th, 2010 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Corey Woods, Joseph Anthony Cartagena.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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