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1800gs - cold lyrics

i put my side b+tch on hold
i’m with the gang
slime
we whippin your nose
i got them bottoms they red like a rose
add in some in ice in the pot it just froze
whoa
whoa

i put my side b+tch on hold
i’m with the gang
slime
we whippin your nose
i got them bottoms they red like a rose
add in some in ice in the pot it just froze
whoa
whoa

im with my pros on the block shooting throws
designer look good like d+mn what are those
oh
those spikes on toes
dont get to close
i got a toast
i am the host
i could most but you all wanna fold
oh
dreams in a rarri
hop out suicide doors
im bout to pour me a four
give some more
racks no fold
snakes in the city i know
haters they mad we gon blow
supa slimey i keep four poles
finna put four in your soul

whoa
dubs
bags
they lovin they mad
drippin so much i might pop off the tag
views from the heights you never done had
birds eye view i flew to the bag
she like the foreign
told its a jag

i put my side b+tch on hold
i’m with the gang
slime
we whippin your nose
i got them bottoms they red like a rose
add in some in ice in the pot it just froze
whoa
whoa

- 1800gs lyrics

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