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Cold Shoulder
18.164
Hip-Hop/Rap
Cold Shoulder è stato pubblicato il 14 novembre 2018 da 838783 Records DK come parte dell'album Cold Shoulder - Single
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Data di uscita14 novembre 2018
Etichetta838783 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM97

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaiswan
Jaiswan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaiswan
Jaiswan
Songwriter

Testi

[Verse 1]
Hey, need some water?
I'm up, dawg, shit
Hey, hey ****, I'm up dawg, shit
I'm up, dawg, shit
I'm up, dawg, shit
I'm up, dawg, shit
I'm up, dawg, shit, hey
[Verse 2]
I'm up, dawg, shit, fuck you mean?
Play with a kid and get Chucky Cheese
My brother rose up a hundred Gs
Punch these shoes and I punch these jeans
All these hoes claim they fuck with me
Bae, you slow if you up and leave
Be reminiscing about my OGs
I done lost my Grandma Bobby, my grandma Darlene
[Verse 3]
On the grove with a hundred Gs
I'm a Hoover with Uncle Steve
Weak tales remind me of the team
'Cause on the side, bitch, we got the tree
If it's a issue, I got the beam
Rip through tissue, I'm 'bout to sneeze
They killed my cuddy with a hollow beam
Neil, right after he killed you, that pussy got spilt too
[Verse 4]
Like pussy ****, roll over, hey
My heart can't get no colder
Keep the Maggie, I'm not Homer, hey
Givin' **** cold shoulders, hey
Givin' bitches cold shoulders, hey
Givin' **** cold shoulders, hey
Wasn't my turn so I had to wait
I was hungry like I never ate, send a pussy to Heaven gates
[Verse 5]
Which one of y'all wanna test the ape?
Hey, that bitch kick back like Kevin Gates
Hit the strip club hella late
Ain't gotta pay shit like section eight
Catch a body over Baby Jay
That's my junior, like 11th grade
Reach for that .40 and make my day
I got the ups, I bought ankle weights
[Verse 6]
Me and my baby had to separate
I think still think about you every day
That expiration on them better days
Used to eat the cake like anime
Go through my phone and investigate
Then kill the pussy, she need yellow tape
Was wondering, why am I hella late?
I'm in the street like I'm selling grapes
[Verse 7]
These pussy ass **** hella fake
You faker than a bitch yellin' rape
Let a **** try to take my cake
Wake up and blow you, that's a wake and bake
First class, flyin' state to state
With a fake ID, this ain't my name
**** act just like Damian Wayne
Gon' get drop, give you major pain
[Verse 8]
Pussy **** roll over, hey
My heart can't get no colder
Keep the Maggie, I'm no Homer, hey
Givin' **** cold shoulders, hey
Givin' bitches cold shoulders, hey
Givin' **** cold shoulders, hey
Wasn't my turn so I had to wait
I was hungry like I never ate, send a pussy to Heaven gates
[Verse 9]
I'm up, dawg, shit
Hey, hey ****, I'm up dawg, shit
I'm up, dawg, shit
Me and my ****, we up, dawg, shit
We up, dawg, shit
Melle, up dawg, shit
My ****, money up, dawg, shit
Written by: Jaiswan
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