dj khaled - cold lyrics
[intro: dj khaled]
kanye west!
(swag king cole)
dj khaled!
[hook]
can’t a young n-gg- get money any more?
tell peta my mink is dragging on the floor
can i have a bad b-tch without no flaws
come to meet me without no drawers?
[verse 1]
dinner with anna wintour, racing with anja rubik
i told you mahf-ckas it was more than the music
in the projects one day, to project runway
we done heard all that loud–ss talking, we’re used to it
i’m from where shorties f-cked up, double-cupped up
might even kill somebody and youtube it
to whoever think their words affect me is too stupid
and if you can do it better than me, then you do it!
we flyer than a parakeet, floatin’ with no parachute
six thousand dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the paris news!
don’t talk about style cause i embarr-ss you
shut the f-ck up when you talk to me ‘fore i embarr-ss you
[hook]
can’t a young n-gg- get money any more?
tell peta my mink is dragging on the floor
can i have a bad b-tch without no flaws
come to meet me without no drawers?
[verse 2]
and the whole industry want to f-ck your old chick
only n-gg- i got respect for is wiz
and i’ll admit, i had fell in love with kim
around the same time she had fell in love with him
well that’s cool, baby girl, do ya thang
lucky i ain’t had jay drop him from the team
la familia, roc nation
we in the building, we still keep it bas-m-nt
we flyer than a parakeet, floatin’ with no parachute
six thousand dollar pair of shoes, i made it to the paris news
don’t talk about style cause i’ll embarr-ss you
shut the f-ck up when you talk to me ‘fore i embarr-ss you
good music, we fresh, we fresh
anything else, we detest, detest
b-tch–ss n-gg-s got -ss and br–sts
all that said, let me ask this quest’
[hook]
can’t a young n-gg- get money any more?
tell peta my mink is dragging on the floor
can i have a bad b-tch without no flaws
come to meet me without no drawers?
[bridge]
don’t talk to me ’bout style, n-gg-, i’ll mothaf-ckin’ embarr-ss you
talking ’bout clothes, i’ll mothaf-ckin’ embarr-ss you
hollering ’bout some hoes, i’ll mothaf-ckin’ embarr-ss you
way too cold, i promise you’ll need some theraflu
(uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) get the theraflu
(uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh) get the theraflu
(uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
(uh, uh-uh, uh-uh uh) get the theraflu
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