| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| Camp outs in the summer, I got yo number (What)
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| I used to call you, a dude used to answer
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| I guess that’s yo brother, fuck em
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| Couldn’t tell you nothin'
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| Your parents was trippin'
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| Had your mind in the gutter
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| Cuz I make it rain, you gon' need a umbrella
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| You my Cinderella, I’mma need a propella
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| I’mma swim in it
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| Don’t know nobody that’s been in it
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| Tattoo that’s say infinite
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| Looks kill and you burn through me slow
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| Like a hole in my soul and I been sippin'
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| You glowed up right quick
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| I blew up right quick
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| Hit you up, you still up?
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| See what’s up right quick
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| Ain’t nothin' changed, except the change in the bank!
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| You still be feeling' the same
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| I still be stuck in my ways
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| Reminisce to the days at the old spot
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| Had my boy drop round the block
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| For the cold walk, didn’t want no noise
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| So I came through the side window cuz the door locked
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| Still you be creepin' and leavin' for weekends so you can get a lil taste
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| That look get me everytime, I can’t get away
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| Flame emoji, what you came to show me
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| But we staying' lowkey like pianos
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| Make you sing like sopranos
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| Wax that ass like a candle
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| Wood in a pit always pop
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| I had plenty eventually stopped
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| Nothing could feel like this here
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| I even love your mama and pops
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| I even love everything that you’re not
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| I didn’t see it back then
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| We had to grow on our own
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| Grow apart then seek you again
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| I could find you in the dark through a scent and a energy
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| Pivily knew 'bout our symmetry, wrapped in the dimity
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| Intimacy in the sea full of similes, in our identities
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| I used to see it all differently
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| Only remembered that I always missed it when we became history
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| It’s not a mystery, need what you give to me
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| I hope you listening
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire
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| You got that fire, you got that fire |