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2 cold - chewearsprada lyrics

[intro:]
b*tch, b*tch (b*tch)
yung che, yung che

[hook:]
yeah i feel her
she wanna f*ck with me ’cause i’m that n*gga
she love that i’m rich
just look at my bank account, 10 figures
i had to run to the bank like an athlete
hard work just made me richer
now all these b*tches wanna @ me
and i’m like woah
i think a n*gga got too many hoes
i gotta get rid of some
imma just give some to my bro
i’m too cold
i’m too cold
i said i’m too cold
[verse :]
she said she love cash, i said me too
she said she love drugs, i said me too
‘member i was broke, i had a me too
and hoes just see through
and these b*tches see through
f*ck what you said
f*ck what you said
f*ck what you said
i do not f*ck with these hoes, i just run to the cake
i do my own dash
had to get that bread
i’m countin’ em deadz
i’m in the backseat, she give me head
f*ck with me you gon’ see lead
your b*tch see the drip that i’m rockin’ she wet like a sled
sellin’ that dope (uh, what)
don’t call the feds
‘member i was broke, now i got 5 b*tches in my bed

- chewearsprada lyrics

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