Oun-P

Oun-P - Fire feat. Mag-B lyrics

rate me

You’re playing with fire, fire

Burning inside of me

You’re playing with fire, you get burned

That’s facts

You’re playing with fire

That’s what I tried to tell this man

When he showed me a pic of him and this chick had holding hands

Try to put the moan about hearing that, she was flaming

But he ain’t wanna listen, he prolly thought I was hating

Well last night in my blood, so I ain’t wanna speek then

But I had to put the monster, stay only at weekend

I told him that that bitch is somebody to get rid off

She will give you something pills in the shot, can’t get enough

You’re playing with fire!

Still don’t wanna listen, now they going out eating

I tried to wake them up, ain’t wanna them going out sleeping

But then they stared sleeping, hoping he ain’t take that magnum off

Cause then they gonn be beefing he might be letting that magnum off

Months later, know what I begin to see

Him looking stressed out, loosing weight tremendously

Now he fucked up cause he looked at me like a liar

When it’s I should have listen when I told him that

You’re playing with fire, fire

Burning inside of me

You’re playing with fire, fire

Burning inside of me

You’re playing with fire, fire

Trust me, this ain’t a bomb threat

Best thing smoking, still loaking, cause I ain’t on yet

That’s why we smoke 50’s, drink 50’s of cognac

Molly pop, don’t get molly wap,

Leave me alone, scrapers,

And I’m heated, tryina be cooped up, 2 seated

Don’t trust a bitch, you better cough a bitch

Cause if I touch a bitch, then I beat it

Tell me get your mind right, we all read it

Hoes on birth control, they all stealers

Kicking like liu kang, double wu tang,

Get off that lu thang, we don’t need it

Nigga face down , 38, no case round

Can’t slow me up cause I’m rolling up

Like I’m paralyzed from the waist down

I keep a 8 round, I’m no liar, roll one up, let’s get higher

Match be smoking like the supplier

If it ain’t pouring, then I ain’t gonna try it

Just give me that, give me that, where the loud at

Fuck shit we don’t allow that

Everything’s closure here, a loud pack

And you can catch me wherever them clouds at

Realers on top don’t doubt that, the number one spot, I’m about that

This feeling … about that

So if you riding on that, you route that

Cause it’s

You’re playing with fire, fire

Burning inside of me

You’re playing with fire, fire

Burning inside of me

You’re playing with fire, fire.

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