Lyrics

On the pole, on that where it cold at You gon' need a cold hat Sweater and some mo' shit Countin' guala, my designer way better than your shit (DJ Legacy) these niggas be talkin' be the same niggas ain't on shit On the pole, on that where it cold at (pole) You gon' need a cold hat (Legacy, I'm fuckin' with you) countin' guala, my designer way better than your shit (DJ Legacy) these niggas be talkin' be the same niggas ain't on shit (Let that shit breathe, bro) On the pole, on that where it cold at You gon' need a cold hat Sweater and some mo' shit Countin' guala, my designer way better than your shit These niggas be talkin' be the same niggas ain't on shit I be on the pole, over there where it's freezin' at Swear to God, it get cold no matter whatever the season at Know a real nigga that told, don't give a fuck 'bout what his reason at 'Cause I'm a real nigga, won't fold If you my bro, I'll never leave you, and that's no bullshit I'm with Savage Sheen on that bullshit Got that Scottie Pippen with me, I'll empty a full clip 450 some Robin's another 450 for some new kicks And my designer not made in China, this ain't no fu shit So get off that bullshit, talkin' but never do shit They like, "Pap, this shit cold" "This shit old, just wait on my new shit" They like, "Pap, your wrist froze" "This shit old, just wait on my new wrist" Put your brains on the floor, I'm a florist I'm takin' flight on these niggas, I'm a tourist I be on the pole, on that where it cold at You gon' need a cold hat Sweater and some mo' shit Countin' guala, my designer way better than your shit These niggas be talkin' be the same niggas ain't on shit I be on the pole, on that where it cold at You gon' need a cold hat Sweater and some mo' shit Countin' guala, my designer way better than your shit These niggas be talkin' be the same niggas ain't on shit They say I'm the man, but I rather be rich than famous All these bands just brought me all these haters, got me feelin' like I already made it I can't take it, got all these niggas' bitches on my dick now So many hoes, I don't know who to pick now At the top, I don't never wanna get down Look at my wrist now, look at my kicks now Look at my fit, nigga, look at my bitch now Bet you when I'm on, I ain't never say, "I'm rich now" This is for them hoes that said I wasn't on shit now I don't be flaugin' and all Swear I got Gucci, Louie, Prada, True Religion, Rock, Robin's and all And if you wanna see some designer, all you gotta do is look in my closet, that's all I go crazy, go stupid, in the booth, I be boopin' I keep Spazz right there with me, I swear he know all my new shit Niggas sneak diss my name, when they see me, they never do shit Blow out a nigga brains, I can see that he never knew shit, he's clueless Got a big mean roll on me, so I gotta keep a pole on me Caught my last case 'cause a fuck nigga told on me Swear, I don't even know homies Got a, got a, got a, got a Got a big mean roll on me, so I gotta keep a pole on me Caught my last case 'cause a fuck nigga told on me Swear, I don't even know homies I be on the pole, on that where it cold at You gon' need a cold hat Sweater and some mo' shit Countin' guala, my designer way better than your shit These niggas be talkin' be the same niggas ain't on shit I be on the pole, on that where it cold at You gon' need a cold hat Sweater and some mo' shit Countin' guala, my designer way better than your shit These niggas be talkin' be the same niggas ain't on shit I be on the pole, on that where it cold at You gon' need a cold hat Sweater and some mo' shit Countin' guala, my designer way better than your shit These niggas be talkin' be the same niggas ain't on shit I be on the pole, on that where it cold at You gon' need a cold hat Sweater and some mo' shit Countin' guala, my designer way better than your shit
Writer(s): David Algernon Bayley, Khalid Robinson, Ricardo Valdez Jr. Valentine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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