Fire in a Crowded Room (Get the Hose) lyrics

by

Bun B


Chorus (x2):
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose!
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose!
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose! Hose! Hose! Hose!

Eric:
Pull up to the VIP with the hose
Got a siren on the whip so everybody knows
Rollin' with a couple tens and a spare, yeah...
Cause you know how the f*ck I bowl
Turning heads like The Voice when I'm walking in
My weapon of choice, Christopher Walken in
We in the building, about to shut it down
And now I'm getting side eye just like Peter Falk and them
Hit the dance floor to get a reaction
Make girls move in an orderly fashion
Hose! Stop. Drop. And Roll
Hose! Stop. Drop. And Roll
These ladies Martha Reeves on that heat wave
Tuck two under my arms, and trying to leave the place
Your girl got that fire bush like she wanna be Brave
She NBA2K cause she wanna be saved
I'm yelling...

Chorus (x2):
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose!
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose!
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose! Hose! Hose! Hose!

Jeff:

I...
Need oxygen so bad I'm watching Bad Girls Club
Can't hear a thing, which is almost unheard of
She's burning up like a blunt in a sauna
On all E, so I call her Tatyana
Or Honda, Hummer or maybe Mitsubishi
Deep thots like I'm with the Maharishi
She got a butt straight from another species
It doesn't move unless you move it like a Ouija
Sweat running hard, I'm lapping Usain
Pull the fire alarm just to make it rain
It's getting hot like Nelly said better
So turnt my tee turnt to a sweater
Sparklers in the air, I'm ducking down my head
Feeding oats and hay to this pretty thoroughbred
Gotta ask if her glutes got gluten
Now I'm on this horse shirtless
Like Vladimir Putin

Chorus (x2):
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose!
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose!
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose! Hose! Hose! Hose!

Michael Christmas:
Oooh girl, I'll light that ass on fire
Peter Piper picked a peck of b*tches, then he penetrated
Know I had to make her knees work till I elevate it
Aviator shades, chest out
Lookin' hella Vegas
Joe Pesci when the sh*t get messy
I'ma call my cousin Vinny, Michael Douglas in a Denny's
b*tch be cool, like Sam Jack say
Need a clumsy b*tch like Anne Hathaway
Jnyx Maze goals with the ass tat full
When the face turn 8, if the ass fat add 2 to her
She a 10 with a fifth of Jack
Face in a fight where the titties at
n*ggas know me: raunchy and nasty
And only put lotion on my arms, rest ashy
Beat-down J's, but she still so impressed
Lit a blunt, now this b*tch on fire
Hit the exit, get the hoes

Chorus (x2):
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose!
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose!
Fire in a crowded room!
Get the hose! Hose! Hose! Hose!

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