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Fire Video (MV)




Performed By: Deadstock DP
Language: English
Length: 1:57
Written by: Diante Paysinger




Deadstock DP - Fire Lyrics
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Ayy, stop, drop, roll, I brought that fire in
Head chef in the kitchen, peep the frying pan
Shop, cop, reload, I'm in that mode again
My new package say, thank you, nigga, come again
I can't stop the top waitin' for me I heard it's lonely up there
So I'ma send for you, glocks, chops, fins, I'm promoting violence
Just for playin' with my name they might start a riot
I know you see me up in traffic tryna get it right
Beep the horn, throw the deuce, f*ck a red light
I know it's green, I'm here for dinner, gone by sunrise
I peep your pour was kinda heavy on my Matai
I got the Lox like Jadakiss you right 'by my side' to see you leave
It kinda hurt, but it's a lovely sight
The last time I raised my voice was at the Haney fight
Will dismiss you, not submissive? Have a lovely night
You love my presence, you catchin' feelings, it's second nature
I'm a Phillips, improving life, but got on Gators
It's all fulfilling, you used to dealing with perpetrators
Well this the finish line, you could feel like you made it
I might just call to holla at you
Ayy, I shoot my shot at other bitches, they just target practice
You know my actions when I'm frustrated
Ayy, My favorite shooter like a barber, love to give tapers
Ayy, stop, drop, roll, I brought that fire in
Head chef in the kitchen, peep the frying pan
Shop, cop, reload, I'm in that mode again
My new package say, thank you, nigga, come again
I can't stop the top waitin' for me I heard it's lonely up there
So I'ma send for you, glocks, chops, fins, I'm promoting violence
Just for playin' with my name they might start a riot
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Ayy, stop, drop, roll, I brought that fire in
Head chef in the kitchen, peep the frying pan
Shop, cop, reload, I'm in that mode again
My new package say, thank you, nigga, come again
I can't stop the top waitin' for me I heard it's lonely up there
So I'ma send for you, glocks, chops, fins, I'm promoting violence
Just for playin' with my name they might start a riot
I know you see me up in traffic tryna get it right
Beep the horn, throw the deuce, f*ck a red light
I know it's green, I'm here for dinner, gone by sunrise
I peep your pour was kinda heavy on my Matai
I got the Lox like Jadakiss you right 'by my side' to see you leave
It kinda hurt, but it's a lovely sight
The last time I raised my voice was at the Haney fight
Will dismiss you, not submissive? Have a lovely night
You love my presence, you catchin' feelings, it's second nature
I'm a Phillips, improving life, but got on Gators
It's all fulfilling, you used to dealing with perpetrators
Well this the finish line, you could feel like you made it
I might just call to holla at you
Ayy, I shoot my shot at other bitches, they just target practice
You know my actions when I'm frustrated
Ayy, My favorite shooter like a barber, love to give tapers
Ayy, stop, drop, roll, I brought that fire in
Head chef in the kitchen, peep the frying pan
Shop, cop, reload, I'm in that mode again
My new package say, thank you, nigga, come again
I can't stop the top waitin' for me I heard it's lonely up there
So I'ma send for you, glocks, chops, fins, I'm promoting violence
Just for playin' with my name they might start a riot
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Writer: Diante Paysinger
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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