The King's blog: "Lyrics"

Mama bad, mama mean, gasoline
She's on fire
Put her out, as a matter of fact, take her out
Cause she's on fire
Got on my knees and ask my lord to keep me clear from the devil cause my girl
She She's on fire
Yeaaa, and everything is soooo cool, yea

I want them back shots
I said shorty let me play up in that matchbox
And she's on fire, yeaa
Sho Shorty let a nigga rub his stick cause get some matchbox
And she's on fire
She's steaming, she's screaming, she she's screaming, she's steaming
I redeem it, I get in between it, like I mean it
Now hit me
And now she's on fire, I'll love to steam you, yeaa
But everything is so cool

Uhh, She hot as hell let's call her Helen
Fireman to her rescue like nine eleven
Uhh, Fuckin right I make her hot
She got the devil in her, I do whatever with her
Hells angel, I pluck her feathers nigga
I'm am the fire spitter, I start a fire with her
Ok her flames high, But I am higher nigga
So I invite her up and then I light her up, mhm

Mama bad, mama mean, kerosene
She's on fire
Put her out, as a matter of fact, take her out
Got on my knees and asked my lord to keep me clear from the devil cause my girl
She's on fire
Yeaaa, And everything is so cool
Now hit me... Haha, oww
She's on fire, yeaa
I'll like to steam you, yeaa
And now she's on fire, haha
(buts it's cool cool)

Mama bad, mama mean, gasoline
She's on fire
Put her out, as a matter of fact, take her out
Cause she's on fire
She's screaming, she's screaming, she's screaming
She's feeling, not a demon
I get between it, like I mean it, hahah
Then I leave her steaming
Now she's on fire, she's steaming girl
Girl that was nasty