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CJ SO COOL - TIRED
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CJ SO COOL
CJ SO COOL
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CORDERO JAMES BRADY
CORDERO JAMES BRADY
Songwriter

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BMD Production I'm tired of the liars, I'm tired of the games I'm tired of everythin' that don't quite feel the same Gi-gi-girl, I got that fire but with me, it ain't the same Now I could make you famous, put you in a mansion The designer, the frames Money ain't a problem, money ain't a thing All my niggas poppin', impossible to stop us from doin' our thing I'm tired of the talkers, I'm tired of the fakes I'm tired of anyone who thinks they all mean the same I-I-I be poppin' bottles, sparkles and champagne VIP my section, Royalty lookin' sexy, you know that be my bae I'm tired of the liars, I'm tired of the games I'm tired of everythin' that don't quite feel the same Gi-gi-girl, I got that fire but with me, it ain't the same Now I could make you famous, put you in a mansion The designer, the frames Yeah, yeah, yeah, I could get you right, I could put you on a flight We could roll the dice, maybe you could spend the night "SCE" for life, I be sharper than a knife Chicken with the rice, motor with the loud pipes Prezzi with the ice diamond, shine without a light I got a question, how is you poppin', but don't got a section? Look at the blessin', the way that I am winnin', you know I ain't stressin' I'm just finessin', ridin' the B like I'm ridin' a jet ski I flip it, I flip it, I flip it, I whip it, I whip it, I whip it Speedin' and shit, I got a ticket, catch a flight, and I'm right in yo' city She cryin', she all in her feelings, I had it up to the ceilin' We can't be actin' like children I'm tired of the liars, I'm tired of the games I'm tired of everythin' that don't quite feel the same Gi-gi-girl, I got that fire but with me, it ain't the same Now I could make you famous, put you in a mansion The designer, the frames I'm tired of the liars, I'm tired of the games I'm tired of everythin' that don't quite feel the same Gi-gi-girl, I got that fire but with me, it ain't the same Now I could make you famous, put you in a mansion The designer, the frames I'm tired of the liars, I'm tired of the games Oh, Lord, oh, nah-nah-nah Oh, Lord, oh, nah-nah-nah Oh, Lord, oh, nah-nah-nah
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