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letra de frozen - rjldiablo

[pre-chorus]
i don’t wanna talk
enter the room with my cup, i’m sippin’ the wok
don’t f-ck with my opps
my man is on house arrest, he can’t walk
yeah, yeah, and i got the mop
yeah, yeah, and she got the wap
yeah, yeah, gon’ come with the wop
yeah, yeah, it cost ya a lot

[chorus]
they say that i’m golden (yeah, yeah), my whip, yeah, it’s olden
doubted from the start, didn’t listen what i told ’em
got drip like the ocean, ice colder nova scotia
ice cold, yeah, it’s frozen, ice cold, yeah, it’s frozen
i come in the building with .22s and go nuts

[verse 1]
likе i’m from iraq, i blow up (blow up)
lunar starshine, yeah, i’m solar (solar)
i got a b-tch from dakota (‘kota)
if you in her radi’, shе’ll blow ya (blow ya)
yeah, i got the stick (yeah, i got the stick)
the choppa gon’ blow ya (it’s gon’ blow ya)
she all on my d-ck (she all on my d-ck)
man, i thought you’d known, bruh (man, i thought you’d known, bruh), yeah
uh, but this what you wanted, you never fronted, just wanted opinions
uh, you came to my house, wanna be my spouse, asked if i’m the king yet
uh, you just want the d-ck, girl, you make me sick, just kidding, you innocent
uh, you make me feel good, don’t make me feel hood, you like an insence
[pre-chorus]
i don’t wanna talk
enter the room with my cup, i’m sippin’ the wok
don’t f-ck with my opps
my man is on house arrest, he can’t walk
yeah, yeah, and i got the mop
yeah, yeah, and she got the wap
yeah, yeah, gon’ come with the wop
yeah, yeah, it cost ya a lot

[verse 2]
there’s sh-t in my life i don’t talk ’bout, if they in the spot i’m gon’ walk out
she call me the cream of the crop now, she don’t wanna f-ck with the cops now
they asked if i ran away from police (police, police), boy, i’m from the streets (streets, streets)
i’m gettin’ my cheese (cheese, cheese), lil’ boy, please (please, please)
don’t wan’ f-ck with rhys, and i got the piece, it go to your head if you demandin’ peace
i’ll pay for the lease, i’ll pay for the beat, one day our choppas gon’ meet
they asked if i ran away from the cops, they thought i was f-ckin’ with the cops
but them boys suckin’ on—ayy, if he want the beef, open up the d-mn shop
[pre-chorus]
i don’t wanna talk
enter the room with my cup, i’m sippin’ the wok
don’t f-ck with my opps
my man is on house arrest, he can’t walk
yeah, yeah, and i got the mop
yeah, yeah, and she got the wap
yeah, yeah, gon’ come with the wop
yeah, yeah, it cost ya a lot

- rjldiablo

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