Correction Lyrics Fire by Black Hippy

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Yeah, oh, yo

Oh, oh, luxury
Chidi-ching-ching, could buy anything, cop that
Oh, oh, collard greens
Three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
Oh, oh, oh, down with that sh*t
Drink this, smoke this, down with the sh*t
Hey, oh, oh, oh, down with the sh*t
Drink this, smoke this, down with the sh*t

Smoke this, drink this, straight to my liver
Watch this, no tick, yeah I'm the n***a
Gang rap, X-mas, smoke, shots I deliver
Faded, Vegas, might sponsor the killer
Shake it, break it, hot-hot for the winter
Drop it, cop it, eyes locked on your inner object
Rock it, blast-blast, new beginnings
Lovely, pinky how not I remember, fiendin'
Give me, give me, give me some
Freak the freckles off your face
Frenchy, freakin', swappin' tongue
Click my link and spread your buns
Lose your denim, make it numb
Blow it, baby, no Saddam (icky-icky, icky-icky)
f**kin' in the car service, thank me for the car pool
Chromosome, part full, prolly off a Narco
And gas, not the Arco, poppin' since the intro
You shoppin' from the window, play my favorite tempo

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