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Ignite Your Fire (feat. Dyna Edyne) Video (MV)




Performed By: Chico Brown
Language: English
Length: 3:46
Written by: Brian Heredia




Chico Brown - Ignite Your Fire (feat. Dyna Edyne) Lyrics




Ignite my Fire
Take me higher for once
I know that you been waiting on the right time
But I'm telling you right now
The fire
I been waiting on someone
You been on my mind official so baby you know you're getting this good love

I'm a simple person
Don't require much
Take the guts out the Dutch
And Spark it up
Music Raps my around my arm
Like a cobra clutch
Dinner dates with the bosses
At your labels brunch

Wicked folks still scamming out their man's pockets
Try that shit with me
And blast you with the pocket rocket
Hit em in the ribs
Blind em out they right socket
Don't trust these hoes
Change the code and pad lock it

The King and Queens still watching
For Ace's rhyming
Jack you with the Club
Lay you out
Straight diamonds

Chucking up the deuces
Out in Malibu - Big Tyming
456 take a trip
Miami fever head lining

Director vibes cut you out the scene
Make you scream
Knife big as Shaq
Hammer with a triple beam

100K for the match
That shit light work
Put half a mill for the fight
That shit might work

Ignite my Fire
Take me higher for once
I know that you been waiting on the right time
But I'm telling you right now
The fire
I been waiting on someone
You been on my mind official so baby you know you're getting this good love

Started Bumping Adele
Continued counting wealth
Rubbing my head
Thinking about my mental health
The Ms. Whispered in my ear
Keep on moving stealth
Cause Magical red rubies ain't gone rub itself

Shit get real when you make it out to Brazil
Favela loves soccer games
Seats for the thrills
Roll that green leaf up
Plot how to make A mil
Standing on business
Always been about the dollar bill

All white tee with Gucci loafs Moccasins
You ain't know I put the OVO in provocative
Hollered at J. Cole But I ain't no Fall off, No cap ,
No knock offs, No counterfeit

Now
How can you tell me that I'm wrong
When ya rappers don't even write ya favorite songs
Said I was on the road already to retirement
I can't front I'm Still triggered from excitement
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Ignite my Fire
Take me higher for once
I know that you been waiting on the right time
But I'm telling you right now
The fire
I been waiting on someone
You been on my mind official so baby you know you're getting this good love

I'm a simple person
Don't require much
Take the guts out the Dutch
And Spark it up
Music Raps my around my arm
Like a cobra clutch
Dinner dates with the bosses
At your labels brunch

Wicked folks still scamming out their man's pockets
Try that shit with me
And blast you with the pocket rocket
Hit em in the ribs
Blind em out they right socket
Don't trust these hoes
Change the code and pad lock it

The King and Queens still watching
For Ace's rhyming
Jack you with the Club
Lay you out
Straight diamonds

Chucking up the deuces
Out in Malibu - Big Tyming
456 take a trip
Miami fever head lining

Director vibes cut you out the scene
Make you scream
Knife big as Shaq
Hammer with a triple beam

100K for the match
That shit light work
Put half a mill for the fight
That shit might work

Ignite my Fire
Take me higher for once
I know that you been waiting on the right time
But I'm telling you right now
The fire
I been waiting on someone
You been on my mind official so baby you know you're getting this good love

Started Bumping Adele
Continued counting wealth
Rubbing my head
Thinking about my mental health
The Ms. Whispered in my ear
Keep on moving stealth
Cause Magical red rubies ain't gone rub itself

Shit get real when you make it out to Brazil
Favela loves soccer games
Seats for the thrills
Roll that green leaf up
Plot how to make A mil
Standing on business
Always been about the dollar bill

All white tee with Gucci loafs Moccasins
You ain't know I put the OVO in provocative
Hollered at J. Cole But I ain't no Fall off, No cap ,
No knock offs, No counterfeit

Now
How can you tell me that I'm wrong
When ya rappers don't even write ya favorite songs
Said I was on the road already to retirement
I can't front I'm Still triggered from excitement
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Writer: Brian Heredia
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