Cold Feet

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Izaya Tiji - Rap, USA

Cold Feet

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[Intro] (I miss you angel) (Where are you Ginseng?) Uh, wo-wo-woah-woah Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt Bee, yeah, bee [Verse] Love me like you mean it Riding with them demons Riding with them beams, bitch You be with the lame niggas (Les' go) He don't make no money then I can't hang with him (Can't hang with him) He ain't 'bout that butcher, alright, I can't bang with him (I can't bang with him) She want to fuck, ain't got no booty, nigga, I can't let her (I can't let her) Run up my DM's just like a damn letter (Like a damn letter) Popping a xan while I'm on a plane so I can land faster (I can land faster) Nigga, do not get no cold feet (No cold feet) Say he get them racks, I know he phony (Phony) Can not fuck that bitch, she way too bony (Bony) Say she love me, say she miss the old me (The old me) Keep my circle small, nigga, I ain't lonely (I ain't lonely) I walk inside when I want to get cozy (Cozy) Bitch in my business, she way too nosey (Nosey) We in the kitchen, we pourin' Codeine (Codiene) Money tall, I think it's 4 feet (4 Feet) Why she suck my dick like she got no teeth? (Got no teeth) Laughin' to the bank, hee-hee (Hee-hee) You know these boys stink, shee, shee (Shee, shee) Runnin' in the coupe , top speed (Errr, err) You know these niggas wan' copy (Wan' copy) AMG black and brown like coffee (Coffee) He get money slow, he on leave (On leave) You know his pockets, they on E (On E) You know his pockets, they on freeze (On freeze) He had a honey, bitch lonely (Lonely) In a lil' Hellcat, there's no seats (No seats)

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  • Izaya Tiji