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Black Cobain - I'm Cold lyrics
[Verse 1:]
 Flow chilly I'm illy my bitch from Sicily
 Jersey shore shit don't know her name but she kissin me
 I literally walk up in the club and kill an enemy
 My apparel is Moncler, we don't waste no energy
 Patron, Clicquot, we ain't moving perico
 You fucking with a cold nigga yeah below zero
 And I don't save no money baby I am no hero
 And I don't save no bitch so I ain't
 Mad you let my man go
 Cool Grey surface the Earth, they serving purposes
 I am killing every rapper here serving hearses
 No matter who you go and get, I just U.S. Open shit
 Serena asses everywhere gambling my poker tips
 Red berry Cheri got your bitch all in the mood
 So we Nicki Minaj, guess it's better if it's two
 I do; I do. I'm married to the money
 I just got finished sinning
 But I'm in the church on Sunday
 [Hook:]
 Dammit! I'm Cold! I'm a need a mink on
 I'm a kill a rapper; they gon' need a tombstone
 I'm a need a bitch, no matter if she's luke warm
 I'm a need her brain; she gon' get her school on
 Cold nigga: Alaska!
 I blast off in your girl: NASA!
 She believe everything I say: Pastor!
 I hit her then I get ghost: Casper!
 I'm Cold! Yeah nigga, I'm Cold!Black Cobain - I'm Cold - http://motolyrics.com/black-cobain/im-cold-lyrics.html
 I'm Cold! Yeah nigga, I'm Cold!
 I'm Cold! Yeah nigga, I'm Cold!
 I'm Cold! Yeah nigga, I'm Cold!
 [Verse 2:]
 Bonjour, bonjour, bumpin Bon Jovi
 Read the verse in Genesis cause my momma told me
 Man who? Y'all nosy, y'all are so Ginobili
 Ice cold, ice cold, the polar bears know me
 Feelin' real fresh today
 Don't believe in yesterday
 And I'm 'bout my cheese Jack
 You can call me Monterey
 Keep these haters at bay, man: Mandalay
 And I'm ecstatic cause my cousin got a job today
 Told him leave that weed alone
 But to each his own
 And every bar of mine got a shot of cortisone
 Put the booth in a funeral home
 And I'm a kill a local rapper if they
 Put me on they song
 Income tax season
 I'm a spend it all in Polo
 Only if it's Purple
 And it doesn't have a logo
 Yeah a nigga cold, even in Hell's Kitchen
 Leave it to Cliff Lee
 We ain't buyin' what you pitchin' motherfucker
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