Fightin' Stance Lyrics

Yeah
big job buck- to the pocket of you know what
Hot damn
Hot damn ( hot damn)
Hot damn

(my man) my man,
Hot damn, ready to win
Money in my pocket, wearin' a grin
Lots of flocks, on the rocks
Wearing boots, without no socks

Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire and chewin glass
Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire and chewin glass

Temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin' stance, ambiance
Temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin' stance, ambiance
Temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin' stance, ambiance
Temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin' stance, ambiance

Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin'fire and chewin glass

Temper like cyclone,baby,.......ambiance, in a fightin' stance
Baby,.....ambiance, in a fightin stance
In a fightin' stance!

Temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin' stance, ambiance
Temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin' stance, ambiance
Temper like a cyclone, baby, in a fightin' stance, ambiance

Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire and chewin glass

Church bells ring, we all sing
Everybody likes to wear a ring
Church bells ring, we all sing
Everybody likes to wear a ring

Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire and chewin glass

Temper like a cyclone, baby, chewin glass,
Temper like a cyclone! temper