letra de cold palmer - elcashry
(“what me finna do? what me finna dooo?!”)
r-racks in the sauna
(“i don’t know what i’m finna dooo!”)
ion even really think you wanna
(wor-work)
racks in the sauna (in the sauna)
ion even really think you wanna
(ion think you wanna)
ion think you really really wanna
(if you wanna)
if you pull up on me you gon’ get trauma
money got longer (got longer)
i was sellin’, trappin’ in the corner (in the corner)
she a material girl like madonna (like madonna)
b—-, i just touched down in florida
i’m playin’ pool with your b—-
you the 8 ball, you the last one she gon’ hit
(ohhh)
i’m an alien, i pull up in a saucer
you’re an average joe, you gon’ pull up in a honda
on the beat, mothaf-cka, i slaughter
your b—- said that i got aura
i’m the typе to take a shot from the logo
and i just f—— took your b—- in the fourth quartеr
in the room i’m sippin’ johnny walker
mmmm (yeahhh)
yeah my neck dripped out, that’s water
i’ma go and f— on your daughter
racks in the corner
you don’t want smoke, no, i don’t think you want none
i don’t really think that you want nothing
pull up on me, b—-, you gon’ get trauma
the color of the diamonds are like clear ice lava
pastry stacked up, baklava
b—-, my diamonds feel cold like palmer
uh, uh, uh
r-r-r-racks in the corner
you don’t want smoke, no, i don’t think you want none
i don’t really think that you want nothing
pull up on me, b—-, you gon’ get trauma
the color of the diamonds are like clear ice lava
pastry stacked up, baklava
b—-, my diamonds feel cold like palmer
(uhhh)
i was steady trappin’ in the corner
your b—- on my body, she want more
whip so hot, it’s feeling like a sauna
f— so hard she feel it in her core
b—- i’m zooted and just with my partner
bought some marley papers from the store
i just f—– on her ‘cause i was bored
yeah, yeah, yeah
told her drop it low just to the floor
i was steady trappin’ in the corner
your b—- on my body, she want more
whip so hot, it’s feeling like a sauna
f— so hard she feel it in her core
b—- i’m zooted and just with my partner
bought some marley papers from the store
i just f—– on her ‘cause i was bored
yeah, yeah, yeah
told her drop it low just to the floor
racks in the corner
you don’t want smoke, no, i don’t think you want none
i don’t really think that you want nothing
pull up on me, b—-, you gon’ get trauma
the color of the diamonds are like clear ice lava
pastry stacked up, baklava
b—-, my diamonds feel cold like palmer
(b—-, my diamonds feel cold like palmer)
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