Released on June 13, 2010

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[Chorus]

Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter

You might not be the one, but you the one that I desire

Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter

You might not be the one, hey, uh


[Verse 1]

What up, girl? Tell me how you feelin'

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a fillin'

If you got a man, do that nigga need a fill-in?

She said looks kill and I'm tryna make a killin'

God willin', I'll be chilling on a boat, nigga

Love is a gamble, I ain't dealin' with no broke nigga

Down in Miami with a super-ho team

Tryna bag a brother with a Super Bowl ring

Or she down in Dallas at the All-Star Game spittin' all-star game

Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name, somethin' like James

Somethin' like Wade, if you something like paid

You can fuck tonight, yeah, she sayin', "Fuck some nice J's

What about your life savings?" Won't spend her life slavin'

So she graduated rich-nigga wife trainin'

And if you got money, man, the head is amazin'


[Chorus]

Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter

You might not be the one, but you the one that I desire

Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter

You might not be the one


[Verse 2]

What up, girl? Tell me how you been

Ain't seen you since the twelfth grade, even back then

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

But you done got thicker on a nigga, goddamn

Hey now, I got a thing for you

It's been a long time comin', I should hang with you

'Cause, see, way back, I thought to fuck with you was impossible

Count your baby daddies now, two and a possible, uh

You still got it, though, yeah, you still got it, though

Girl, your body lookin' like a fuckin' pot of gold

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

You got your hair did, you got designer clothes

You still got it, though, yeah, you still got it, though

You got your nails did, damn, girl, you're on a roll

Do you give brains? Did you make the honor roll?

Don't worry about your man, baby, he ain't gotta know


[Chorus]

Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter

You might not be the one, but you the one that I desire

Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire (Hey)

Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter (Yeah)

You might not be the one (Hey)


[Verse 3]

I get bored so fast that they won't last

But, girl, you're special like I met you in the slow class

'Cause your ass got me fiendin' for you so far

My life is like a movie, would you be my costar? Like Halle Berry

Your old nigga act like a bitch like Tyler Perry

You caught him down in Memphis cheatin' like ****

I see you like to stay up on your ESPN

If your mind is on sex, you must got ESP then

Had a crush on way back, I wasn't VIP then

But I was plottin' on you, I really wish that I'd have got to know you

Before we grew up and I blew up with these Benjamins

That way I know for sure your love is really genuine

Is you my homie? Well, show me what kind of friend you is

What if it's phony and only 'cause I can give you ends?

Too late for turnin' back, fuck it, we continuin'

Get your ass in that position I love to bend you in


[Chorus]

Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter

You might not be the one, but you the one that I desire

Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter

You might not be the one