letra de winter - jaydes
[intro: tana]
b-tches want to come to my crib, i’m like okay-okay
st-st-st-stacking all my chips like it’s frito-lay
if you make-if you make one more move, then you might di-i-i-i-die today
if you gon cross my gang, you might meet god today (hey)
you have no heart
[chorus: jaydes]
call it wintertime, i’m out here getting colder
trust these n-ggas, you gon always shrug your shoulder
shawty wanna f-ck, so i told that b-tch come over
i don’t have no time, making money what i told her
i’m with gang, yeah my n-ggas never fold
got a bad b-tch, she do what she told
smoking gas, causing tension in my throat
staying fresh, and i put it in my soul
call it wintertime, i’m out here getting colder
trust thеse n-ggas, you gon always shrug your shoulder
shawty wanna f-ck, so i told that b-tch come ovеr
i don’t have no time, making money what i told her
i’m with gang, yeah my n-ggas never fold
got a bad b-tch, she do what she told
smoking gas, causing tension in my throat
staying fresh, and i put it in my soul
[verse 1: jaydes]
every since like middle school, been trappin, yeah i been hitting l!cks
you talking pull up hold that stick
with tana yeah we making hits
with tana yeah we smoke this blue
you mad, then why you on my d-ck
shawty wanna take it,- i’m fifteen i’m not saying chips
[verse 2: tana]
b-tches want to come to my crib, i’m like okay-okay
st-st-st-stacking all my chips like it’s frito-lay
if you make-if you make one more move, then you might di-i-i-i-die today
if you gon cross my gang, you might meet god today (hey)
feel like evvls, throw some money on the floor
she said tana, why you hurt me to the core, why you hurt me to the core
i ain’t even really like her, i was bo-or-or-ored
talking down, we might leave your head on the dashboard
i-i-i-it get cold in the wintertime
just scored up at the pharmacy i feel like shine
i rock margiela i don’t do no calvin klein (klein)
and we sippin on trissy, and i can’t sip no wine
[chorus: jaydes]
call it wintertime, i’m out here getting colder
trust these n-ggas, you gon always shrug your shoulder
shawty wanna f-ck, so i told that b-tch come over
i don’t have no time, making money what i told her
i’m with gang, yeah my n-ggas never fold
got a bad b-tch, she do what she told
smoking gas, causing tension in my throat
staying fresh, and i put it in my soul
[outro: jaydes]
call it wintertime, i’m out here getting colder
trust these n-ggas, you gon always shrug your shoulder
shawty wanna f-ck, so i told that b-tch come over
i don’t have no time, making money what i told
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