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c1nna - frozen lyrics

[intro]
rrr rrr rrr
rrr rrr rrr (bl!cky da bl!cky da bl!cky)

[verse 1]
one in the headie, brudda it’s ready
got beef bro, let’s get cooking (cooking)
one of them veggie, turn on the telly
back off tour but, it weren’t a booking
who are we kidding they know we’re winning, no way ain’t gonna stop looking (no way)
digga went d juice spilling on me, n+ggas on e when we do a jooking
got both feet in got 9s in da car, ride on my darg or come here religious
clean up, clean up, word to my peanuts, no one’s involved when we do the dishes
and it’s way too vicious, do a man bad go back to the missus (baby)
can’t tell her a thing, know еveryone sing, but deep down she know wе did it (she knows)
and it’s splendid, we know straight ms are attempted
r1, circle see how it bended, get back sweet both better than vengance
who’s badder than we? (who’s bad?), in a function, cali on me
feeling like santa giving out sweets
they know i’m holding, sing it like frozen
let it go come back and repeat
[chorus]
with this digga, get chingy (ying that), or sweep corn at broski’s wiggy
watch this spinner, get spinny, ain’t tryna talk much let’s get busy (don’t talk too much)
i don’t make threats, i promise come 22 gs and a bl!cky
pop corn for a family, i’m the backroad g of the city (where they at, where they at?)
with this digga, get chingy , or sweep corn at broski’s wiggy (which one, which one?)
watch this spinner, get spinny, ain’t tryna talk much let’s get busy (shh)
i don’t make threats, i promise come 22 gs and a bl!cky (rrr rrr rrr)
pop corn for a family, i’m the backroad g of the city (where they at, where they at?)

[verse 2]
catch me with a burna boy i’ll burn your boy, let the murder boys come tru
ease up, ease up, not even jesus is gonna save when i see you (he’s not)
know why the opps all shy? it’s rude, some of my old friends hiding too (where they at?)
don’t wanna talk much, they already know what i did do (they know)

drillin’ i’m drillin’ ‘ em (drills)
no joke mo gilligan
how much badness? millions (too much)
with a gun or a shakespeare william
too many times on a opp block diddy ’em (too many)
put t++th in the dots i’m fillin’ ’em, how many opps dem dropped? still k!llin’ em (ha)
don’t get caught on the dance floor shemmy and me and the darg dem [?] (we live)

get rid of ’em
just giving back what i owed (what’s that?)
it’s corn or i ying that, both
it’s my hobby and all i’ve known, it’s been shown (she knows, he knows)
free cb, tt, my brothers in arms they know (bubush)
just had a date with dem side dere, we cover down charge in smoke (bubush)
[chorus]
with this digga, get chingy (ying that), or sweep corn at broski’s wiggy
watch this spinner, get spinny, ain’t tryna talk much let’s get busy (don’t talk too much)
i don’t make threats, i promise come 22 gs and a bl!cky (bl!cky da bl!cky da)
pop corn for a family, i’m the backroad g of the city (where they at, where they at?)
with this digga, get chingy , or sweep corn at broski’s wiggy (which one, which one?)
watch this spinner, get spinny, ain’t tryna talk much let’s get busy (shh)
i don’t make threats, i promise come 22 gs and a bl!cky (rrr rrr rrr)
pop corn for a family, i’m the backroad g of the city (where they at, where they at?)

- c1nna lyrics

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