Drag-on(Swizz)   (Uh) Yeah, Yeah!   Swizz! (Drag thesh On)   Yo, where we at?   (Uh) No shit, Double R niggas (Uh)   Ya know who dis is (No shit)   Yo! Back! Yo! (Yeah!)      Who thet slim kid, slight grin, ice right gain   If the son right here nigga strikes lightning   N' cause light wind   My cue is only wit' two   Me and my nigga   Me and my bitch   Me and my wrist slapped around my bare skin   Come risk it   Dare ya niggas to run up on us   All wit some future shit, I got bullets that turn corners   Like--Errr.. still up on ya   Cause my hammers got scanners   That'll make ya hit the Down Down like "Country Grammar"   Got clips that'll like dirty y'up in em   I wear size 34 Dirty Denim and I'll dirty ya' denim   Hit ya wit the slow flow   Like Nat King Cole   Even though I spit hazard rappin'   Faster than a rapper's eva seen   You pass it while they grab it   Probably got it but don't have it   Usin the same styles since ya promos   C'mon, homo!   Dawg I rope a dolo   Yo' styles so so def   Like Jermaine I got bats   Would(Would) ya get ya rocks? Yo!(Yeah yeah yeah!)      (Woo!)   (It's on fire tonight (Uh)) Yeah!   (Call the fire department,)Yeah Yeah!   (It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah!   (All my thugs in the cells getty right tonight)Yeah Yeah Yeah!   (Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)   Yeah Yeah Yeah! C'mon! Woo!      Woo!   (It's on fire tonight(Uh)) Yeah! Uh!   (Call the fire department)Yeah Yeah!   (It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah!   (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)Yeah Yeah Yeah!   (Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)Yo Yo      Yo, how the fuck ya think y'all boost niggas sales   Ya cell's just like my two-way pager, low sale   Y'all, fuck a cell phone! I've got a NYNEX   That'll reach out and touch ya nigga back spineless   (Yeah uh, C'mon man!)   I fill these streets wit more cracks on the ground   Than cracks on the growl   E pills is for them crackheads down   Down keep ya crackin a smile   While ya police tryin to crack down on crack vials(Uh)   Y'all can't stop that nigga Drag(Uh)   Who's born a crack child(Uh)   Crack toes, I crack ya' back   Kids that look up to me   Life ain't what it's cracked up to be   But ya never catch me weavin and bitchin   I just keep the stashed box under reachable distance   Like right here   Gonna lift you like right there   Run about your night airs   Should've had the straps on   Fuckin with the thesh-on(Flame On!)   Make ya do a hundred yard thesh   Gimme ya cash(Flame On! Yeah... yeah!)   What, uh? (Y-y-y-y-yo!) Uh uh      What, uh?   (It's on fire tonight)C'mon! (Yeah!)   (Call the fire department)(Uh Uh!)   (It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah!   (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)   (Yeah!)C'mon!(Nigga!)   (Uh! Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)   (Aw yeah!) Nigga!      (It's on fire tonight(Uh)) (Yeah!)   (Call the fire department)(Yeah Yeah!)   (It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah! Uh uh   (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight(Yeah,Uh,Yeah!))   (Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight(Aw yeah!))      Y'all say I'm skinny like a Q-tip   But I stay wit bitches like Janet Jackson   Like cutie you bitchin?   I've got a bad mami   Hatin ass niggas   I've got a black tommy   Cook yo skin like salami   'Cause ya niggas talk baloney   N' probably swanned out   I tell a guard to pull a maf out and smack ya mouth   Type the get out my TT and be outtie   N' throw the matchbox   Ski in the hockey and pee in yo' lobby   See, it ain't nuttin to Drag to camp out   To the point I gotta throw my pants out   After I shake the ants out   Loins, bees in my sleeves, with that can out   And I ain't gon' throw em   I gon' walk up on em and hand em out   Slight trick, I keep my bitch inféli   But ya niggas came to feel me   Got my theme in a frenzy   N' a TT for yo bentley   Ya niggas betta come on and hit me   Cause I'ma drop top, come niggas come pop it   Dump like ya niggas can't stop it, so stop it      (Woo!)   (It's on fire tonight) Uh   (Call the fire department)Yeah, Yeah   (Yeah!)( it's gettin hot tonight)Uh!   (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight   (Uh Yeah!)) C'mon!   (Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)   (Aw yeah, Woo!))What? (Uh!)      (Woo woo!)   (It's on fire tonight)(C'mon!)   (Call the fire department)(Uh)   (It's gettin hot tonight)(Yeah!)   (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)(Uh! Yeah!)   (Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)   (Woooo!)      (Drag, Dash, On)   (Flame, Flame, On)   (Ryde or, Die, Records)   (Ruff, Ryder, Records)      (Bounce!)   (It's on fire tonight)Yeah(Uh) Yeah   (Call the fire department)(Oh...)   (It's gettin hot tonight)(...My, Uh!)   (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)(Uh! Yeah!)   (Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)(N' you nigga)      (Woo!)   (It's on fire tonight (Drag, Dash, On))(Yeah)   (Call the fire department,(Flame, Flame, On)   (It's gettin hot tonight)   (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)(Drag, Dash, On)   (Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)(Flame, Dash, On)      (Woo, Woo)      (It's on fire tonight (Woo, woo, woo))   (Call the fire department,(woo, woo, woo) it's gettin hot tonight)   (Woo, woo, woo)   (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)   (Woo, woo, woo)   (Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)   (Woo, woo, woo)      (It's on fire tonight)   (Call the fire department,(Yeah) it's gettin hot tonight)   (All my thugs in the cells gettin right tonight)   (Entertain this mother fucker all night tonight)   (Wooooo!)