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lirik lagu batgang - i'm cold

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[hook: kid ink]
every
single
eye should see me wearin’ all this gold
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold
i don’t ever take no sh-t
but i might take your ho
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold

[verse 1: sh-tty montana]
all this ice in my chain like brrr (brrr)
imma walk [?]
[?] too clear
n-gga so fly, you could put me [?]
hold up, [?]
you n-ggas better cuff your hoes
trap house got my bank roll swole
got em’ down with the [?]
me and my n-ggas don’t play that
this k, hand it to me imma spray that
i’m gettin’ money like a f-ckin’ arab
cookin’ boss sh-t, n-gga no maybach

[hook: kid ink]
every
single
eye should see me wearin’ all this gold
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold
i don’t ever take no sh-t
but i might take your ho
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold

[verse 2: kid ink]
uh, i already know
walk in this b-tch
got your chick’s face froze
its a white kinda night
i ain’t talkin’ bout snow
goin’ straight to the shots
let a n-gga unload
n-gga i’m cold, n-gga i’m cold
champagne on ice, sippin’ on rose
standin’ on the couch, never trippin’ on toes
waitress here cuz we tippin’ them hoes
there’s enough guap, it’ll go around
n-gga vip, i’m a pro now
was a freshman playin’ in the pros now
lay a mothaf-cka down like post out
you know how it go now
its like its a mothaf-ckin’ ghost town
see a lot of hoes round
you better get your b-tches [?]

[hook: kid ink]
every
single
eye should see me wearin’ all this gold
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold
i don’t ever take no sh-t
but i might take your ho
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold

[verse 3: hardhead]
i been all around the world ho
gettin’ this bread
why these n-ggas just broke
[?]
mr. f-ck you
what you wanna do, what i mean it man
say my iron low but i ain’t a god d-mn bulimic
wife beater and a bandanna
b-tch i’m hulk hogan
whole team with the sh-t
tell a b-tch to bust it open
bust it down, pack it up, put it on her, bust her open
tell her bring that money back on the first thing smokin’
skinny n-gga, bi-polar
give a b-tch the cold shoulder
game over lame i told ya
we ain’t playin that sh-t
f-ck skinny n-gga trippin’
we ain’t boys
b-tch listen for that love
get the first round easy
a. wiggins

[outro: kid ink]
every
single
eye should see me wearin’ all this gold
n-gga i’m cold
n-gga i’m cold


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