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letra de cold summer - london lorin

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know i been on my grind for a long time
ho-ah, young london
yeah, ho-ah
try to step on me, i’ma step right back
ho-ah
oh waa

i been chillin’, runnin’ it up
yeah, i been gettin’ money
i been stayin’ way out the way
yeah, i been bein’ humble

if a n—a keep playin’ with my top
it gon’ be a cold summer
if a n—a keep playin’ with my top
it gon’ be a cold summer

cold summer, ho-ah
cold summer, cold summer
ho-ah, cold summer
cold summer, ho-ah
cold summer, ho-ah
yeah

let a n—a try to play
he might well start pickin’ out a tombstone
quick to get a f–k, n—a
up off this earth
send his ass to pluto
draco have a n—a singin’ way up to mars
probably think he bruno
face shots for a f–k, n—a
leave’ his nose red like rudolph
keep spinnin’ till he paranormal

stay the f–k up out my way
i’m just tryna get this cheese, yеah
i’m just tryna get this cheese, no master splintеr

told the brodies we gon’ get rich a whole lot faster
if, we stick together
just stick straight to the code
that’s on my soul

we gon’ reach every level
can’t name a n—a, i told on
can’t name a n—a, i’d fold on
put a beam on a opp n—a

fill him up with circles
take him to the ozone
yeah, we fill him up with heat
now since he think it’s sweet

now he under my feet
if a n—a step on me
then i’ma step back
since he ain’t thinkin’ straight with his antenna
i’ma knock his hair back
ho-ah
i been chillin’, runnin’ it up
yeah, i been gettin’ money
i been stayin’ way out the way
yeah, i been bein’ humble

if a n—a keep playin’ with my top
it gon’ be a cold summer
if a n—a keep playin’ with my top
it gon’ be a cold summer

cold summer, ho-ah
cold summer, cold summer
ho-ah, cold summer
cold summer, ho-ah
cold summer, ho-ah
yeah

n—a stay’ up out my way
tryna stop me, but they can’t
send’ his ass, to outter sp-ce

oh-ah
water drip on me like sink
i be doin’ what they can’t
now i know why these n—-s hate
oh-ah
i got heat for any n—a like nevada
think it’s sweet
i’ll knock the thoughts up out his noggin
oh-ah

face shots for a f–k, n—a
leave’ his nose red like rudolph
keep spinnin’ till he paranormal

stay the f–k up out my way
i’m just tryna get this cheese, yeah
i’m just tryna get this cheese, no master splinter

i been chillin’, runnin’ it up
yeah, i been gettin’ money
i been stayin’ way out the way
yeah, i been bein’ humble

if a n—a keep playin’ with my top
it gon’ be a cold summer
if a n—a keep playin’ with my top
it gon’ be a cold summer

cold summer
oh-ah
cold summer
cold summer

oh-ah
cold summer
cold summer
oh-ah

cold summer
oh-ah
yeah

- london lorin

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