Fuego bitch, she call me papi loca loca
So why you fuck with me? You act like a controlla
You better run, you better know my shit, I break your heart
I pull up in a brand new Benz, I know I got ya (skrrt-skrrt)

Run it down, run it down, run it down, run it down, almost on a billion
Fuck around, fuck around, fuck around, fuck around, you know all my shit, yeah
Fuck it, baby, you should go, you don't know who you love though (yea)
Fuego rose, ooh (ye-ye, ye-ye-ye)