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| F**k you right all right Going at your neck like a f**kin dog bites I woke up this morning eyes half closed Looked into the mirror and said damn im cold Damn im cold and my hoe Pimp shit nigga keep paying my hoe Damn Im cold man im throwed I said damn im cold, hot damn im cold [Bun-b] Is it the ice in the piece or the ice in the chains? Is it the ice in the watch or the ice in the rims? Or the bracelet, face you feel the chill in yo vains Could it be from bun b or that boy lil wayne [Lil Wayne] or could it be the two-seater on them thangs got on a couple gold chains so dang it dang I swang a thang, from lane to lane Yeah, its getting hot and you starting to feel the flame Bun [Bun-b] its getting brick and you starting to feel a breeze and the temperature's going down besta get you some sleeves and you besta get you some g's fore you lose your control and we turn your whole neighborhood into the north pole [lil wayne] like brrrrrrrrr machine gun brrrrrrrrrr I am a beast grrrrrrr Money machine brrrrrrrr F- U- C- K -C-O-P's I say I know when they say freeze Yeaahhhhh! Ok you already knew No pussies, no rats, no tom and jerry show And I woke up this morning eyes half closed Looked into the mirrow like damn im cold Damn im cold and my hoe Damn im cold, man im cold |
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