Fire Burning - Sean Kingston

Fire Burning

Sean Kingston

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03:59

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Lyric

Somebody call 9-1-1

Shawty fire burning on the dance floor, whoa

(Fire burning, fire burning) wat a gwaan?

Kingston, let's go, hey (hey, hey)

RedOne (hey) hey, hey (hey)

Shawty got that super thang

Hotter than the sun of the South of Spain

Got me soon as I walked through the door, oh

My pocket started tickling

The way she dropped it low, that thang

Got me wanna spend my money on her, her

She get it, pop it, lock it, drop it, that birthday cake

Got a candle, need to blow that crazy flame away

Now take my red, black card and my jewelry

Shawty is cool like the fire, cool like fire

Somebody call 9-1-1

Shawty fire burning on the dance floor, whoa

I gotta cool her down

She wan' bring the roof to ground on the dance floor, whoa

She's fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor

That little shawty's fire burning on the dance floor

She's fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor

That little shawty's fire burning on the dance floor (fire burning, fire burning)

That body is a masterpiece

The order is one in every hundred years

But ain't no doubt I'm takin' it home, home

I'm afraid we'll blow them legs

Little mama game is about to change

She'll be on covers over the world, world

She get it, pop it, lock it, drop it, that birthday cake

Got a candle, need to blow that crazy flame away

Now take my red, black card and my jewelry

Shawty is cool like the fire, cool like fire

Somebody call 9-1-1

Shawty fire burning on the dance floor, whoa

I gotta cool her down

She will bring the roof to ground on the dance floor, whoa

She's fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor

That little shawty's fire burning on the dance floor

She's fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor

That little shawty's fire burning on the dance floor

She got that fire in her dance

Now make them fellas run around (hey)

No exit from the dance floor

So dem bwoyz want more (hey)

She got that fire in her dance

That make them fellas run around

Murda, get out my way, everybody, sing now

No exit from the dance floor so dem bwoyz want more

What a bwoy? Let's go, murda dem, let's go

She get it, pop it, lock it, drop it, that birthday cake

Got a candle, need to blow that crazy flame away

Now take my red, black card and my jewelry

Shawty is cool like the fire, cool like fire

Somebody call 9-1-1

Shawty fire burning on the dance floor, whoa

I gotta cool her down

She will bring the roof to ground on the dance floor, whoa

She's fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor

That little shawty's fire burning on the dance floor

She's fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor

That little shawty's fire burning on the dance floor

Somebody call 9-1-1

- It's already the end -