Somebody Call 911 Shawty Fire Burning On The Dance Floor Lyrics By Sean Kingston. Somebody call 911! Shawty fire-burning on the dance floor Whoa! (fire-burning, fire-burning) What’s up gwan!
Somebody Call 911 Shawty Fire Burning On The Dance Floor Lyrics
Somebody call 911!
Shawty fire-burning on the dance floor
Whoa!
(fire-burning, fire-burning)
What’s up gwan!
Kingston
Let’s go
Red One
Shawty got that super thing
Hotter than the sun of south in Spain
Got me soon as I walked through the door
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 911!
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 taking it 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 911
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
She got that fire in her dance that’ll make them fellas run around
No exit from the dance floor so them boys want more
She got that fire in her dance that’ll make them fellas 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 gwan? 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 jewelry
Shawty is cool like the fire, cool like fire
Somebody call 911
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
Somebody call 911
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