letra de im cold - its kiddo
yo, you always keep it straight like an arrow in a bow
walkin’ down the streets and you know how we roll
i don’t think she f-ckin’ like me from the neck, she like my gold
but we wearin’ the jackets cause i’m wearin’ ice, i’m cold
why the f-ck you hatin’, get some bread instead
the way you lookin’ and creepin’, you lookin’ like a fed
she groovin’ and shakin’, next thing you know we on the bed
they always call me boy the motherf-cker cause i’m in that bread
they call me little but my money to the sky
the way she lookin’, swear to god that she a dime
the fits i be wearin’, i f-cking own they all mine
you talkin’ to nothin’, little b-tch, you called a mime
cause i run in the digits and i always be winnin
just like a b-tterfly knife, i be spinnin
you ass got problems, you be feining
they say i’m hot now, b-tch, but i’m still steaming
i got the icy watch on my d-mn wrist
i’m f-ckin’ the girl and i call her step-sis
we livin’ with that cheddar, leavin’ with that swiss
i heard that b-tch sendin’ diss, but i think he missed
i always keep it straight, like an arrow and a bow
when we walkin’ on the streets and you know how we roll
i don’t think she f-ckin’ like me for me think she like my gold
when we wearin’ the jackets cause i’m wearin’ ice, i’m cold
i know i got the p-ss, i know i got the mad
i think she wavin’ at me, i ain’t talkin’ durag
that little b-tch think he tough cause he got a gun
my bad, i started gettin’ sidetracked
tired of settlin’, b-tch, you a animal, l!cking on me and you know that’s cannibal
you ain’t the one, then b-tch, you a casual, get in the whip
get that b-tch out with that sh-t, out with the crew and he’s spinning’ some sh-t
we just walking’ on the streets, motherf-cker, this ain’t the fight to pick
why the f-ck you hatin’, get some bread instead
the way you lookin’, you creepin’, you lookin’ like a fed
she moving’ and shakin’, next thing you know, we on the bed
they always call me boy the motherf-cker cause i been that bread
why the f-ck you hatin’, get some bread instead
the way you lookin’, you creepin’, you lookin’ like a fed
she moving’ and shakin’, next thing you know, we on the bed
they always call me boy the motherf-cker cause i been that bread
letras aleatórias
- letra de same dad - fat dad
- letra de best thing - motion worship
- letra de enigma - incarnacion
- letra de midnight moon - montage_za
- letra de living out of time - robin trower
- letra de fique mais, baby! - serjão loroza
- letra de king of my heart - lifeway worship
- letra de love de pana - bubaseta
- letra de esta noche - strange future
- letra de pulverfass - armin