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justis bratt - fuego lyrics

fuego
fuego
fuego
it’s fire
fuego
fuego
fuego
it’s fire
fuego
fuego
fuego
i’m fire

i pour a drink like what’s a tab?
(es fuego fuego fuego)
stunt on a b-tch and then we dash
(es fuego fuego fuego)
run up a check like what’s a cash
(es fuego fuego fuego)
he want my fit, but what’s the catch?
(es fuego fuego fuego)

took a glance
take a chance
now i’m in your city
watch your back
when i blow up your spot
got his hands in his pants
touching lil w-lly
watch your hand when i chop that hoe off
uh

see me stunting out in france w/ my top off
see me stunting in a benz w/ the top off
got his friends in my hands they be nodding off
paying rent to my dms you should knock it off

living high cl-ss
p-ss the cl-ss
in a new city
what’s the price tag?
in the bag
and come w/ me
oh, them hoes mad?
cuz they lag
and i lap 50
when the best smash watch the blast cuz it’s getting litty

ain’t no hit & run when i’m going down cl-ssic
never worried bout the heat cuz i ain’t f-cking w/ plastic
cut a check then they split like we doing gymnastics
when you show up on the kid better know who packed it like

chorus

verse 2

plates like san andreas
ain’t a earthquake that can shake me now
laugh at all these haters
kiss the cakes
then eat it by the pound
triple band these waiters
they be faded cuz i paid them out
lil b-tch
i am the greatest
look i made it
gone & take a bow

think i wanna laugh
thought they bested me?
when i taught them what they have
now they testing me?
nah they couldn’t take a cl-ss to defeat the beast
highest rank, highest cl-ss highest feat to beat

sneak diss t.p
when i’m throwing sriracha
i pulled up in a lamb
and they pulled up in a honda
put ya name in on the web and i could hardly find ya
bet they couldn’t get a deal if it was sitting beside them

they be sweating more than wells
begging god to keep them well
ain’t no f-cking jesus
when my lyrics from the base of h-ll
hold the phone
platinum zone
double like chromosomes
build a home
get ya own
then call me what you want

chorus

bridge

fuego
fuego
fuego
(it’s fire)
fuego
fuego
fuego
(it’s fire)
fuego
fuego
fuego
(i’m fire)

si estas con tus chicas
sonejila grita this so fire
am to the pm
queden juntas no hay regresar
slomo con mi cuerpo
yo no solo si me tocas hard
si aquí ahorita favorita
b-mp this sh-t to mars

chorus

i pour a drink like what’s a tab?
(es fuego fuego fuego)
stunt on a b-tch and then we dash
(es fuego fuego fuego)
ain’t got no clan cuz b-tches clash
(es fuego fuego fuego)
they read my lyrics then they grab
(es fuego fuego fuego)

fuego
fuego
fuego
(it’s fire)
fuego
fuego
fuego
(i’m fire)

head knock

uh huh
uh huh
hey hey
right right

is there a reason boy
tell me why you act like that
silly boy running circles
and chasing silly cats
looking at the girls with your shades on
feeling my thighs boys move on
cuz there ain’t another chick who can flow like me
ain’t another slick chick that can throw it from the free
got a swagger in my walk that won’t quit (whew)
the type that makes a brother sits still just a little bit
now i’ve been waiting on you for a long while
give anything just tj see your handsome smile
looking in the mirror
do you recognize who you see?
them s-xy eyes staring back
yo
is that me?

i make ya head knock
i make ya head rock
put him in a choke hold
call that head lock
i make ya head knock
i make ya head rock
put him in a choke hold
call that head lock

you see me blushing
i feel like a. little girl
knots in my stomach
my heads in a swirl
i found love on a two way street
red light green light baby 123
go

chrous

i make ya head knock
i make ya head rock
put him in a choke hold
call it head lock
i make ya head knock
i make ya head rock
put him in a choke hold
call it head lock x2

verse 2

i see my pretty big steady walking down the alley
he got the mets to my heart
i call him dj khaled
i got him looking like lil mama drop that
heads turning
eyes be rolling
watch my baby running back

i know he miss it when i pull up just show out
i know he down cuz he begging me to roll out
i see they frown cuz they know boutta throwdown
b-tches wanna showdown
calling this a hoedown

he wanna ride cuz i can show him where the cash is
he never lie i got the riches in the package
stay by my side you know he treat me like a magnet
b-tches is the maddest
look at who he flashing

i love it when he look
he love when i’m around
i’m his little rosie and he gone ring around

glitter on my wrist rang
got him on my wrist rang
imma twerk my body till he spilling on my wrist dang

chorus

i make ya head knock
i make ya head rock
put him in a choke hold
call it head lock
i make ya head knock
i make ya head rock
put him in a choke hold
call it head lock x2

breakdown

look at them boys chasing after me
no time to stop for air (nah)
pushing mushing trynna capture
saying he can take me there (nah)
push one simple b-tton and they’re all under my knowing
this vez lucky taste the honey and he can feel just how i sting

verse 3

one minute and it’s lights out
he wanna get it
and i feel it and it might sound
a little crazy cuz he sipping up the right spout
he getting closer one more inch and then i might shout

my homie styles got the benz and bourbon
he sitting on 20 inches and he swerving
y’all b-tches don’t know what this chick is serving
cuz these dudes stay in my line splurging
saying how i work it

chorus

i make ya head knock
i make ya head rock
put him in a choke hold
call it head lock
i make ya head knock
i make ya head rock
put him in a choke hold
call it head lock x2

- justis bratt lyrics

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