I'm on fire baby.
There's no place to go.
So, shed your clothes.
Let's stop, drop & roll.

I need a tall boy to crack it open with me.
Don't be shaking (phssst).
C'mon man, I'm thirsty.
Where's my tall boy, to satisfy my needs?
I feel like drinking, so come on, get inside of me.

Me and my girlz gonna roll now.
I know ya wanna check us out.
Beats in the back seat blow, aw
Turn the whole scene down.

Still talking shit about Monday.
The weekend is over now.
Not meeting no one halfway.
Amateurs, get the hell out!

I don't see no ashtray,
So I'm gonna use the ground.
Ladies, last call for hairspray!
Back door is open now.

We'll get the parties jumping.
Everything is flowing for free.
Gonna grab a piece of something,
Take it home with me.

I need a tall boy
(Baby, pound for pound, baby, ounce for ounce:
I need a tall boy to get me outta the house -
having one right now, cold shiny can)
Come on man, I'm thirsty, where's my tall boy?
(Baby, pound for pound, baby, ounce for ounce:
I need a tall boy to have a rolling around -
and another now, cold shiny can)
Come on get inside of me.
(Take me take me take me)

Don't think I'm falling in love now.
This is not the puppy lust.
Gonna use you up and get out,
Like the cans I crush.

Your pu-puppy eyes are broken,
I'm not trying to be mean.
Queen of the party's spoken:
Jump on the floor with me!

I can feel the fire door empty,
DJ is killing my groove.
Just got the text you sent me:
Time to make a move.

Maybe not go back to my house,
straight up to the V.I.P.,
all the pretty people lying on the couch -
Till we get on the scene.

I-I'm..on..f-fire baby,
There's no place to go.
I'm on fire baby,
We'll s-stop, d-drop and r-roll.
(I need a tall boy)
F-fire baby, there's no place to go -
so sh-sh-shed your clothes,
We'll stop, drop and roll.

I need a tall one to get me through the night
Then I'll add a bit of green to make the mood just right till
I can't believe my eyes
I think I found the source of my demise
But you know I can't stop when a pop a talle
Smoke this joint out in the back alley
Repping all the OGs back in Cali
Here comes Har Mar with the finale

[Verse 3 by Kane Churko]

I need a tall boy
(Baby, pound for pound, baby, ounce for ounce)
to crack it open with me.
(I need a tall boy to get me outta the house)
Help me shake it!
(having one right now, cold shiny can)
c'mon man, I'm thirsty.
Where's my tall boy,
(Baby, pound for pound, baby, ounce for ounce)
to satisfy my needs?
(I need a tall boy to get me outta the house)
Feel like drinking.
(having one right now, cold shiny can)
c'mon man, I'm thirsty.
So come on, get inside of me.