Let It Burn - Playa Poncho: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Let It Burn

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Let It Burn was released on June 4, 1996 by So So Def/Columbia as a part of the album So So Def Bass All-Stars

Song Details

AlbumSo So Def Bass All-Stars

Release DateJune 4, 1996

LabelSo So Def/Columbia

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM85

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Playa Poncho

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Carlton Mahone, Jr.

Carlton Mahone, Jr.

Composer, Lyrics

Keith Sweat

Composer, Lyrics

Teddy Riley

Composer, Lyrics

Dynamik Duo

Composer, Lyrics

Paul Lewis

Writer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Carlton Mahone, Jr.

Carlton Mahone, Jr.

Producer

Lil Jon

Producer

Paul Lewis

Producer

Lyrics

Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

Let it burn forever and ever

I wanna get high

Let it burn forever and ever

I wanna get high

Cruisin' down Columbia, smokin' on some ganja

**** stop and listen 'cause they wonder if it's thunder

Know it's the boom in my trunk, the room in my trunk

Make the sounds of my trunk sound like the trunk of funk

As I'm rollin' through Decatur, I'm ready to do my thing

So I pops in my tape deck, true to the gang

As I come up to a yield, put my hand up on the steel

Hand back on the steering wheel, as I pass by

Kneels like it's a page

From my boy Wiz, he got five on it

Cause he know what it is, what it is, what it ain't

Holla the stank, let's fire up this bank

And get drunk tight, so we can count out this bank

Hey, I'm ready to do this, man

Who got the blunts?

Lil Jon got the dimes

And the nicks of what you want

I shot a gun, you say?

Then pass it around my way

I'll blow you under to have you say you're this

While you pile like

Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

Let it burn forever and ever

I wanna get high

Now I'm high, about ready to fly

I'm growing wings, so I'm blowing through the sky

You know what I mean, we cheaping everyday

We do this around my way

Funky got that ball ball, so try this Mary J

Hey, pour pour pass, we tryna make it last

It's down to the roach, get them tweezers on they ass

Now really, I need them fillies

And them swishy-sweets

I need them to go along with the pot on the back seat

P-Money's rollin' and blowin'

I'm showin' 'em how to smoke one

Carters tryin' to keep his focus from his shotgun

Now on the real, will you smoke with your crew?

Do like me do and play that Street Fighter II

While you sippin' on that brew

Listen to Mr. Koot and chill

Lay back, relax, and let this player get ill

So smoke one, light one

Keep them blunts rollin', son

Ass kick the course, wild like I'm Fat Ward

Let it burn forever and ever

I wanna get high

Let it burn forever and ever

I wanna get high

Now it's six o'clock as I'm rolling through the city

Coming from underground high as hell

Acting silly heading back to the D.E.C

Better known as the Cater

I let the player hate us

'Cause they make my game much greater

A true player

A player's what I be when I represent

Smoking on that gan

While I'm clocking them dead presidents

Stacking my riches

Coming up fast

Pouring them blessings

Smoking them fast

They hitting my head

Hit my chest

Had me talking crazy, missed

Lord have mercy, this that fire

This that can not get me high

Burn my eyes with the smoke

Gagging cop to clear my throat

Keep on cheepin' and gon' start smokin'

Weep to the day I drop

Let it burn, let it burn

****, pass it, it's my turn

I need a spliff

Can I take a look at that funny smoke?

Have a **** wanna trip?

Yeah, that's it, I'm feelin' tight

Turn down the lights while I take another flight

Takin' off on cloud nine

This is how I spend my time

Gettin' it crunk with that funk

****, pass it, it's my turn

Come and smoke with me

I really wanna get high

Can I smoke with you

Cause I know you got that fire

Come and smoke with me

I really wanna get high

Can I smoke with you

Cause I know you got that fire

Oh, oh, oh, ohh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, ohh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Ohh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Ohh, ohh, ohh, oh, oh

Ohh, ohh, ohh

Let it burn

Ohh, ohh, ohh

Ohh, ohh, ohh

Let it burn

Ohh, ohh, ohh

All I wanna do is smoke my blunt to get me higher

But I do not have a light so someone raise that fire

Fire it up baby, fire it up baby

Fire it up baby, fire it up baby

Written by: Carl Mo, Dynamik Duo, Keith Sweat, Paul Lewis, Teddy Riley

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