Main Loc L.O. - Fire Cherry (feat. TPA Shox Z)

My eyes, my ride, my bride, is cherry
My eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
On the passenger side, you know I keep a fine cherry
Eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry

My eyes, my ride, my bride, is cherry
(Its Da L.O.)
I buy it, I bag it, you try it, you buy it
I'm sellin' if you wired, you tellin' if I'm wired
Drank heavy, I hold railings', yes sire

I smoke heavy, spit fire, no misfire
Whoa Nelly , I'm so ready for an empire
I got whole weapons, I hold steady and won't let him
Get no credit, go bet it, (bet it) who said it (said it)

Said different, go get him, I'll Joe Pesci
When he play Nicki, any victim, I'm not picking
No, I don't pick em, come and get me
I'll buck 50 at any nigga, send him swiftly

My eyes cherry, your shirt will be kind scary
I'm not worried, no, I don't worry, ride early
I'm that bird, yes the early birdie, fly with me
In Pittsburgh, where you pay late, you die early

You die early (Sorry for ya brah)

My eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
On the passenger side, you know I keep a fine cherry
Eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
My eyes, my ride, my bride, is cherry (fine cherry)

My eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
On the passenger side, you know I keep a fine cherry
Eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
My eyes, my ride, my bride, is cherry (fine cherry)

I done smoked about enough for a whole click
(whole click)
Keep the cherry lit when I'm rollin (rollin)
Man, I'ma ride this whip like it's stolen

Then I'ma swerve and say what's up to the dope men (what's up niggas)
Ridin' through the west side, lookin' for the weed, man
This bus start to give chest ties, and that really ain't for me, man
I come from where the best at, so don't try to play he-man

I pull out straps quicker than boondocks, freeman
Bang a 38, so that's love knows cherry
The whole road cherry, yeah, the front row cherry
The first time ever that I seen a nigga headache

It looked like spaghetti, my stomach upset it
The funny thing is that I still like spaghetti
It's crazy, ain't it, I don't like playin
Maybe with women, I keep a fine cherry

Maybe ya woman, I hope you ain't married (haaaa)

My eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
On the passenger side, you know I keep a fine cherry
Eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
My eyes, my ride, my bride, is cherry (fine cherry)

My eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
On the passenger side, you know I keep a fine cherry
Eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
My eyes, my ride, my bride, is cherry (fine cherry)

Bricks in the trunk make my (ride cherry)
The fifth in the blunt make my (eyes cherry)
Man, I'ma pull out stunts for a (fine cherry)
Ooh, she a fine cherry, smokers keep a (fire cherry)

Holdin' on to my berries, I tell her, come here, bitch
Always keep a Dutch lit, I don't like what squares lit
Turn off your phone, cause you know how the squares get

we're here all alone, ain't no time for no silly shit
Always callin' (callin'), always botherin (botherin)
When you on the block, niggas always hollerin (Ayo)
When you in my room, it be you that be hollerin

You that be callin' (its you), it be you that be stalkin (its you)
So it's you that I'm chargin
I'm out the apartment (yup), look how fast I be dartin
That Ave was his target, that cash hold my office

She said, beg my pardon, my pardon
Two fingers up, & they parted, i departed

My eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
On the passenger side, you know I keep a fine cherry
Eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
My eyes, my ride, my bride, is cherry (fine cherry)

My eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
On the passenger side, you know I keep a fine cherry
Eyes cherry, ride cherry, blowin' on a fire cherry
My eyes, my ride, my bride, is cherry

Written by:
Jermaine Hayden, Cornell Ellis

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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