Fire breather Lyrics

Yeah, what's good, player

Uh, she like it

Fire breather, the Lord is my keeper

I be spendin' hunnid bills on the chinos, yes

Fresh to death like I'm CeeLo

We gon' get a hunnid thousand for a feature, yes

Fresh to death, tongue on neck

My baby fine, she don't need to check

So go shake it, go move it

Let em know that we here to play

She like designer Gucci, Prada

No discussion, she done learned it from her papa, yes

Fresh to death in the sala

And she love spendin' hunnid on the Zara, yes

Times change and we ball like CeeLo

Couple hunnids gettin' spent on reefer

Two days in this freezing weather

With nothin' on but a thong and sweater

So what's up, baby

We gon' get it on from the floor to the mattress

To the walls in the attic

Loso got your girl in panties

Used to be a bum, now she call me daddy

And she think I'm nice

Call her sweet, she gon' say I'm right

I'm pourin' liquor in a cup of ice

I don't think you know what went on tonight

The lights is flashin', the drinks is iced

She movin' crazy as I take a bite

Her skin is sweet, her lips is ice

Elusive, baby, we won't sleep tonight

And that's all I know

Fire breather, the Lord is my keeper

I be spendin' hunnid bills on the chinos, yes

Fresh to death like I'm CeeLo

We gon' get a hunnid thousand for a feature, yes

Fresh to death, tongue on neck

My baby fine, she don't need a check

So go shake it, go move it

Let em know that we here to play

She like the Gucci, the ice

Little bit of sugar at the five

Couple thou on the lights

Switch it, she spend a hunnid can on fights

And her biggest pet peeve is

You don't ever say goodnight

This girl is amazing, this girl is my life

Can you imagine what it be like

If I never sent a like richer Porter , she gon' fall tonight

Hold up

I don't think you really hear me

Loso made you love your life

I don't think you really hear me

Big baller with a game tonight

I said go baby, go, go

Go, go baby, go, go

Go, go baby, go, go

Go, go baby, go, yeah

Fire breather, the lord is my keeper

I be spending hunnid bills on her chinos, yes

Fresh to death like I'm CeeLo

We gon' get a hunnid thousand for a feature, yes

Fresh to death, tongue on neck

My baby fine, she don't need a check

So go shake it, go move it

Let em know that we here to play