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Fire Video (MV)




Performed By: ALM Pops
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Quatez Foster




ALM Pops - Fire Lyrics
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Open the oven
I'm blowing cookies
Yeah
Roll that gas up Blood this be that bookie
Yeah
Got them Locs see they riding with me
Yeah
Got them G's they ganging through the city
Yeah
Punchinello
Blowing on that Punchinello
Got that gas
B***h I want that cheese that cheddar
Want that bag
Yeah got it in my coat
Got them mad
Yeah b***h I do the most
Riding with my n***as til the wheels fall off when the wheels fall off I'm still go ride
Yeah
I'm a bad boy
I keep that Mike Lowry
Pull it off my hip
Ain't no saying sorry
Walking through the crowd
Got some demons in the party
Yeah
Long live Bankroll I'm screaming STREET
Walking round got this solider rag on me
Moonwalking through the club I feel like Mike Jack
Walking with some n***as and they dressed in all black
Yeah
We kick your door
We slaughter your h*e
Ohh that's your b***h
Damn
My d**k in her throat
Riding round smoking gas can't do ports
Little n***a
Big gun
Big smoke
Open the oven
I'm blowing cookies
Yeah
Roll that gas up Blood this be that bookie
Yeah
Got them Locs see they riding with me
Yeah
Got them G's they ganging through the city
Yeah
Punchinello
Blowing on that Punchinello
Got that gas
B***h I want that cheese that cheddar
Want that bag
Yeah
Got it in my coat
Got them mad
Yeah
B***h I do the most
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Open the oven
I'm blowing cookies
Yeah
Roll that gas up Blood this be that bookie
Yeah
Got them Locs see they riding with me
Yeah
Got them G's they ganging through the city
Yeah
Punchinello
Blowing on that Punchinello
Got that gas
B***h I want that cheese that cheddar
Want that bag
Yeah got it in my coat
Got them mad
Yeah b***h I do the most
Riding with my n***as til the wheels fall off when the wheels fall off I'm still go ride
Yeah
I'm a bad boy
I keep that Mike Lowry
Pull it off my hip
Ain't no saying sorry
Walking through the crowd
Got some demons in the party
Yeah
Long live Bankroll I'm screaming STREET
Walking round got this solider rag on me
Moonwalking through the club I feel like Mike Jack
Walking with some n***as and they dressed in all black
Yeah
We kick your door
We slaughter your h*e
Ohh that's your b***h
Damn
My d**k in her throat
Riding round smoking gas can't do ports
Little n***a
Big gun
Big smoke
Open the oven
I'm blowing cookies
Yeah
Roll that gas up Blood this be that bookie
Yeah
Got them Locs see they riding with me
Yeah
Got them G's they ganging through the city
Yeah
Punchinello
Blowing on that Punchinello
Got that gas
B***h I want that cheese that cheddar
Want that bag
Yeah
Got it in my coat
Got them mad
Yeah
B***h I do the most
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Writer: Quatez Foster
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