Saturday, March 19, 2011

Sean Kingston - Fire Burning lyrics


Somebody call 911!
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor
Whoa!
(Fire Burning, Fire Burning) What a gwaan!

Kingston
Let’s Go (Hey, hey, hey)
Red One (Hey Hey)
Shawty got that super thing
Hotter than the sun of south in spain
Got me soon as I walked through the door Oh!
My pocket started tickle-ing
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 jewelery
Shawty is cool like the fire, Cool like fire

[Chorus]
Somebody call 911!
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor
Whoa!
I gotta cool her down
She won't 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
Shes fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor
(Fire burning, fire burning)
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That body is a masterpiece
The order is one in every hundred years
But ain’t no doubt I’m taking it home Oh!
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
Take my red, black card and my jewelery
Shawty is cool like the fire, Cool like fire

[Chorus]
Somebody call 911
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor
Whoa!
I gotta cool her down
She won't 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
Shes 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 that’ll make them fella’s run around
Hey!
No exit from the dance floor so them boys want more
Hey!
She got that fire in her dance that’ll make them fella’s run around
Madem, get outta my way , everybody, sing it now, hey!
No exit from the dance floor so them boys want more
What a Gwaan? Let's go! Madem, let's go, hey!

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 jewelery
Shawty is cool like the fire, Cool like fire

[Chorus]
Somebody call 911
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor
Whoa!
I gotta cool her down
She won't 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
Shes fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor

Somebody call 911

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