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FIRE (IYA) (feat. Soloki) Video (MV)




Performed By: Chris E
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Christopher Ekakoro




Chris E - FIRE (IYA) (feat. Soloki) Lyrics




(Iya
Aye
Mhm iya
Aye
She got me screaming iya
Aye )

Baby, tell me what you really wanna know
Baby, tell me where you really wanna go
She say, boy, you know you got a lot of hoes
So I ask her, baby, what the f*ck are those
Im just vibing
Seen you walkin' outside, perfect timing
And it felt like all the stars was just alignin
Baby you so precious wanna flood your wrist with diamonds
To tell the truth I just wanna see you shinin

Dance with me,
Take a chance with me
Take a flight to France with me
Fulfill all your fantasies
Say you got your girls with you
I got my mans with me
And a couple bands with me
Girl come make some plans with me,
Huh
Iya

And she got me screamin', Iya
Girl, that pussy, good, that pussy fire
Thought I told you that the devil was a liar
F*ck me good you gon' get what you desire
And this D, got you singin' like a choir
Kill the P, now she call me Michael Myers
Shawty got me f*ckin' all night till we tired
Baby, can you roll the weed lets get higher

You gotta adapt to your environment
You gotta be intelligent
Can you see I'm a gentleman?
And baby, you can leave, I ain't settlin
And all that bullshit, irrelevant
Baby, know I'm him, I'm heaven sent
And baby girl, you know I got my eyes on you Sippin' on this drink, tell me what you wanna do
She like sippin' wine
Told her I don't mind
Pick her up at nine
Just to wine and dine
She one of a kind
She so f*ckin' fine
Always on my mind
Always on my mind
Iya

And she got me screamin', Iya
Girl, that pussy, good, that pussy fire
Thought I told you that the devil was a liar
F*ck me good you gon' get what you desire
And this D, got you singin' like a choir
Kill the P, now she call me Michael Myers
Shawty got me f*ckin' all night till we tired
Baby, can you roll the weed lets get higher
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(Iya
Aye
Mhm iya
Aye
She got me screaming iya
Aye )

Baby, tell me what you really wanna know
Baby, tell me where you really wanna go
She say, boy, you know you got a lot of hoes
So I ask her, baby, what the f*ck are those
Im just vibing
Seen you walkin' outside, perfect timing
And it felt like all the stars was just alignin
Baby you so precious wanna flood your wrist with diamonds
To tell the truth I just wanna see you shinin

Dance with me,
Take a chance with me
Take a flight to France with me
Fulfill all your fantasies
Say you got your girls with you
I got my mans with me
And a couple bands with me
Girl come make some plans with me,
Huh
Iya

And she got me screamin', Iya
Girl, that pussy, good, that pussy fire
Thought I told you that the devil was a liar
F*ck me good you gon' get what you desire
And this D, got you singin' like a choir
Kill the P, now she call me Michael Myers
Shawty got me f*ckin' all night till we tired
Baby, can you roll the weed lets get higher

You gotta adapt to your environment
You gotta be intelligent
Can you see I'm a gentleman?
And baby, you can leave, I ain't settlin
And all that bullshit, irrelevant
Baby, know I'm him, I'm heaven sent
And baby girl, you know I got my eyes on you Sippin' on this drink, tell me what you wanna do
She like sippin' wine
Told her I don't mind
Pick her up at nine
Just to wine and dine
She one of a kind
She so f*ckin' fine
Always on my mind
Always on my mind
Iya

And she got me screamin', Iya
Girl, that pussy, good, that pussy fire
Thought I told you that the devil was a liar
F*ck me good you gon' get what you desire
And this D, got you singin' like a choir
Kill the P, now she call me Michael Myers
Shawty got me f*ckin' all night till we tired
Baby, can you roll the weed lets get higher
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Writer: Christopher Ekakoro
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