Issue No 193 I Got That Fire Lyrics
I Got That Fire by Issue No. 193
(Verse)
I got that fire, skatin' Pirelli tires
Muzzle down the shoes, don't kill em, murder for hire
Get up out my face, can't trust you cuz you a liar
This will hit em like Patrick Willis ?
My name Rich Rocket, that mean everything is designer
Neva let a bitch nigga play me, that's on my momma
I be in the bay where them choppas look like Osamas
Betta hide yo bitch cuz I'm fuckin' 'er if I find 'er
Lil momma ass, that's why I love her, I told her condo
She made a nigga rich, I ain't leavin' 'er for Rihanna
Hunnid Lambourghini cuz lil mama a rider
In it cuz she thought that straight, she got that fire
(Hook)
Make her come out that jacket, I got that fire
Purple fish out they packet, I got that fire
Lil mama a ratchet, but she tot fire
Bitch, I'm makin' that magic, I got that fire
Hit em up with dramatics, we got that fire
Dope dick, she an addict, I got that fire
Make her come out that jacket, I got that fire
Purple fish out they packet, I got that fire
(Verse 2)
Lil niggas come around me and get inspired
Keep that nigga from 'round me he wearing a wire
She wont leave me alone, I got that fire
If she come at me wrong, she gettin' fired
Walk around with 2 pistols, I'm like MacGyver
It's about to get ugly like Michael Myers
Nigga, money older that Richard Prior
Got many babes pullin' the all nighter
(Hook)
Make her come out that jacket, I got that fire
Purple fish out they packet, I got that fire
Lil mama a ratchet, but she tot fire
Bitch, I'm makin' that magic, I got that fire
Hit em up with dramatics, we got that fire
Dope dick, she an addict, I got that fire
Make her come out that jacket, I got that fire
Purple fish out they packet, I got that fire
I got that fire, skatin' Pirelli tires
Muzzle down the shoes, don't kill em, murder for hire
Get up out my face, can't trust you cuz you a liar
This will hit em like Patrick Willis ?
My name Rich Rocket, that mean everything is designer
Neva let a bitch nigga play me, that's on my momma
I be in the bay where them choppas look like Osamas
Betta hide yo bitch cuz I'm fuckin' 'er if I find 'er
Lil momma ass, that's why I love her, I told her condo
She made a nigga rich, I ain't leavin' 'er for Rihanna
Hunnid Lambourghini cuz lil mama a rider
In it cuz she thought that straight, she got that fire
(Hook)
Make her come out that jacket, I got that fire
Purple fish out they packet, I got that fire
Lil mama a ratchet, but she tot fire
Bitch, I'm makin' that magic, I got that fire
Hit em up with dramatics, we got that fire
Dope dick, she an addict, I got that fire
Make her come out that jacket, I got that fire
Purple fish out they packet, I got that fire
(Verse 2)
Lil niggas come around me and get inspired
Keep that nigga from 'round me he wearing a wire
She wont leave me alone, I got that fire
If she come at me wrong, she gettin' fired
Walk around with 2 pistols, I'm like MacGyver
It's about to get ugly like Michael Myers
Nigga, money older that Richard Prior
Got many babes pullin' the all nighter
(Hook)
Make her come out that jacket, I got that fire
Purple fish out they packet, I got that fire
Lil mama a ratchet, but she tot fire
Bitch, I'm makin' that magic, I got that fire
Hit em up with dramatics, we got that fire
Dope dick, she an addict, I got that fire
Make her come out that jacket, I got that fire
Purple fish out they packet, I got that fire