Chords for Busta Rhymes - Light Your Ass On Fire ft. Pharrell

_ _ _ _ What you [E] say, Lil Wiz?
[E] You looking real sexy right now.
You and your [Em] girls.
Looking good. _ _
[N] What's your name, baby?
What?
Can you show me your hands? _
I know you starving for this shit, baby.
I'm feeling your hunger.
I'm so clean, cold, I'm feeling your hunger.
So I'm gonna fuss at it, baby.
I'm still gonna tell you.
I hope your ass bigger than one owner and down my lesson.
If you bust around, bitch, I ain't never feel you.
Your ass all over like paraphernalia.
Hmm.
The police gonna kill you for walking around with that kind of ass that'll kill you.
Now, don't worry about it.
I got money to bail you.
Shoot you stacking like a moon, type of shit that'll scare you.
Headboard banged off the side of your head.
Watch how your ass spread.
Feel it off the side of the bed now.
Hmm.
Now what you do to the dead, baby?
Your ass is a bitch.
You're an idiot.
It should at least stay in the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] curb.
I'mma let your ass on fire.
Let your ass on [Bb] fire.
Let your ass on fire.
Let your ass on fire.
I'mma let your ass on fire.
[E] I'mma let your ass on fire.
[Bb] Let your ass on fire.
Bitch, shut that ass on [Gb] fire.
I'mma let your [N] ass on fire.
Bosses, baby, I know you're saying something.
Hmm.
The spread like a rat, the way they ass wiggle.
See, I got the shit on the spine.
Now listen, I let the arrow smell the whip of the ass and mag all the bitches.
Now watch your shit, it's flipping the flash.
I'm saying, hmm.
Now I'mma put you on blast just like a tin window when you put your dick on a glass.
Bust right through the window, then it sit on a dash.
And have a driving reckless, cause [G] you're making them crash.
Ha, come on.
We making money, now pop your muffin while [Ab] we be watching you shaking your shit.
Let your ass on fire.
[N] Let your ass on fire.
Let your ass on fire.
Let your ass on fire.
[G] Let your ass on fire.
I'mma let your ass on [Ebm] fire.
I'mma let [Bb] your ass on fire.
Let your [N] ass on fire.
Let your ass [Bb] on fire.
[E] Welcome to Highland, Caseyville.
And like you wanna dance, [G] then you break the hill.
I know you got a way to go, make it feel.
[Gb] Now watch me, baby.
Is you is, or is you ain't.
My baby.
[N] _ _ Baby, just shake your ass, get your spread on the floor.
I know this shit your ass too big for your drawers.
You need a carapace just to marvel your ass.
Until the truth you need attracted.
You need a carapace just to marvel your ass.
You know I be thinking I'm playing.
I been just let it talk.
And all that other shit I be saying and going, hmm.
See how you putting it down.
I love the way you shake it, throw [Bb] it around.
[Bbm] Let your ass on fire.
Let your ass on fire.
Let your ass on fire.
[Ab] Let your ass on fire.
I'mma let your ass on fire.
I'mma let your ass on fire.
Let your ass on fire.
[G] Show that ass on fire.
[Dm] Welcome to [G] hot and hazyville.
I make you wanna dance till you break a heel.
I know [Dm] you know the way that God make you feel.
Now watch me get deeper than a [Db] Navy seal.
You need the seal?
You [G] got a crazy feel.
You feel like you in a danger field.
Hit the [Gb] top and in a daze for real.
That's exactly why we call this one hazyville.
Hazyville. _
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