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letra de cold outside - bbg steppaa & dd osama

[intro: bbg steppaa]
ayy, look, like (yo, lucas, you heard?)
face got in his-
face got in his- (hardheaded, baby)
face got in his-
ayy, ayy

[chorus: bbg steppaa]
it’s gettin’ cold outside, and foenem still tryna make sh-t bleed
every pole outside, b-tch you know i love to see them g’s
we got hoes in line, and they tryna help us stuff sh-t with this heat
plus, we roll in silence, p-ssy boy, we pluck if you speak

[verse 1: bbg steppaa]
we shoot sh-t on purpose, buddy nervous, yeah i just got that drop
fell in love with murders, i be splurging, yeah i just got that glock
h-ll yeah, we up for certain, you ain’t heard, lil’ b-tch wе poppin’ tops
he did what on bergen, supеr ass, hopped out and dropped the rock
switchy in my backpack, gon’ head and try me cuz
bro put fifty in his dad cap, turn bro to zombie cuz
and when that fully hit him, he had flashbacks, f-cked his designer up
bro ain’t no rookie, really shoot like mad max, tryna spot and drop a thug
i walk through new york real comfortable
boy you know i ain’t duckin’ you
they steady saying, that they on a hunt for who?
boy you know i’ma dump it too
toting a trumpet, and a f-cking flute
walk down, bet i bust at your crew
opps getting left all up under the shoe
and we stomping on sh-t, yeah it’s a boot
[chorus: bbg steppaa]
it’s gettin’ cold outside, and foenem still tryna make sh-t bleed
every pole outside, b-tch you know i love to see them g’s
we got hoes in line, and they tryna help us stuff sh-t with this heat
plus, we roll in silence, p-ssy boy, we pluck if you speak

[verse 2: dd osama]
it’s getting cold outside, like zay said, “foenem still got on them ski’s”
it’s my favorite time, i see a opp, you know i got to squeeze
ar with me in that v, and he ain’t never gon’ shoot from deep
when we driving down the hill, hop out the v, troupe on your feet
cops coming, switch the v, end up in jersey call bbg
that’s an opp right there, bro pass me the knock, i’ma take off my mask so you know it’s me (bow, bow)
and we still in a scat
heard a opp throw shots, so we doubling back
i really live what i say in my raps
so if i get him dead, i ain’t coming back
but f-ck that, i’m doing the race
i’ma be living from state to state
they ain’t gon’ catch me i’m getting away
still cracking the 4’s and i’m dropping the rakes
but f-ck that, i’m doing the race
i’ma be living from state to state
they ain’t gon’ catch me i’m getting away
still cracking the 4’s and i’m dropping the rakes
[chorus: bbg steppaa]
it-it’s gettin’ cold outside, and foenem still tryna make sh-t bleed
every pole outside, b-tch you know i love to see them g’s
we got hoes in line, and they tryna help us stuff sh-t with this heat
plus, we roll in silence, p-ssy boy, we pluck if you speak

- bbg steppaa dd osama

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