Fireworkz (Remix) [feat. T.I., Big Sean & Busta Rhymes]

Ssay bitch I do it A million dollar stacking loud packing Man my weed and pockets matching What is you asking, shut the fuck up I'm talking in the real nigga accent man And all these hoes attracted to the fucking main attraction At my shows, my shows, watch me do 100 bottles, none for you I'm rolling weed up, I'm getting high And since I came up, she want me to come inside I'm the fuckin' guy man I'm just I'm just too much, yeah too much I twist my fingers, my crew up I'm from where niggas get chewed up Fucked around and I blew up Me and my niggas hit the charts Fucked around and I flew up Yeah a nigga got 2 nuts, and I still don't give a 2 fucks Bitch I do it She had, better be a keeper, I don't think I ever seen a girl so fly Since I said nice to meet ya, I don't wanna leave her Oh I think I really wanna make you mine Uh baby you're a diva, I don't wanna see her End up with any other guys Come over to the table, I got what you came for Pick up a glass girl and let's get right Cause you got a hell of a body Let me take you to Jail Little Mommy Cause you got what I need and I got what you came for I can give you what these other niggas ain't able Oh baby girl we're doing it so big I make these other niggas wanna do it like this Oh baby girl we doing it so good I keep on buying bottles if you keep on doing that Go ahead and do it, do it, do it, do it, do it Tell them bring them fireworks to my table Go ahead and do it, do it, do it, do it, do it I'mma keep it moving, as long as you can do it We got buckets filled of ice, take the bottles all in At the club Stuntin' hard stealin' all ya'll women Never asked how we get em' Just ask how many, Now bow down to respect this pimpim' Ain't no kids here, she high as I'm gone be next year We leave the Club they meet us there, Oh nair back it in the air Tatted on her dariar, and piercings where it's very rare Ain't no sippin' N/E Player, We balling, we be everywhere Her fly without a Parasail, she say I'm sweet as caramel She rub my back and Cause what happened ended like a Fairy Tale You better ask Tyrese about my freaks I did his 6's Not my weaks You feel they purse I feel they cheeks, They Gentlemen but still ain't G They Cali and Miami, When they standing at on table See them bottles with them fireworks, Nowhere they are the way to go Hold up, man, Shawty let it way a nigga really count this cash Wait a minute shawty (what) Better know a nigga really love the way you go and bounce your ass Yall don't really know the shit that I be doin when a nigga come And then I go into the street and then I get upon the mike and Then im walkin and im talkin and strangling a nigga when I get upon the beat Oh baby girl we're doing it so big I make these other niggas wanna do it like this Oh baby girl we're doing it so good I keep on buying bottles if you keep on doing that Go ahead and do it, do it, do it, do it, do it Tell them bring them fireworks to my table Go ahead and do it, do it, do it, do it, do it I'ma keep it moving, as long as you can do it