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fetty wap – cold summer lyrics

[intro: fetty wap]
hahahaha, yeah
ay peez what up man, we gonna f-ck this summer up man
zoo-thousand sixteen sh-t bro
yeah, ay

[chorus: fetty wap]
it’s gonna be a cold -ss summer
man i hope these n-ggas listening
diamonds on me then i’m gon’ be glistening
i get to the m’s that’s why they sick of him
it’s gonna be a cold -ss summer
man i hope these n-ggas listening
diamonds on me then i’m gon’ be glistening
i get to the m’s that’s why they sick of him

[verse 1: yung ralph]
ay, juug
made the juug for 100k, spent it all on some jewels (bling)
play with who you are sn-tching with, n-gga run into a bunch of wolves (blaow)
pinky yeah that’s a 50 (ooh), [?] yeah that’s a fifty (ok)
choppa hold a whole hundred, turn a gangster to a little sissy (p-ssy)
that b-tch just asked me where fetty at, over there looking like [?]
[?] talking about they got money dawg, well put it down you ain’t get it yet
white coupe that cocaine, porsche is offset [?]
[?] did the same thing, he made a whole mil off the propane
leggo, it’s gonna be a cold -ss summer
you still riding in that old -ss hummer
my trap roll doing old -ss numbers
my bank can’t fold all these whole -ss hundreds, juug

[verse 2: 4ktay]
it’s gonna be a cold -ss summer
yous a broke boy, your trap ain’t doing no numbers
it’s gonna be a cold -ss summer
yous a broke boy, your trap ain’t doing no numbers
i done made it out the jungle with lions, 95 percent of these n-ggas lyin’
95 percent of these n-ggas jealous, 95 percent of these n-ggas tellin’
i ain’t win if that sh-t ain’t for [?], i got that work i ain’t even got to scale it
we smoking [?] try not to inhale it, i’m rocking [?]
skinny jeans yeah i don’t got to sag, thousand dollars on that little fendi bag
flexing on these n-ggas i know they mad, every day i wake up i pop a tag
spending cash drink the [?] bad, my life a movie i don’t got to brag
that’s your baby momma she getting smashed, [?]

[verse 3: fetty wap]
the m’s that’s why they sick of him, it’s zoovie can’t getrid of him
i keep on making hits, ay, i keep making millions
these n-ggas trying to stop me but they can’t
i just bought another rari check the paint (skrt, skrt)
i just made a deposit and broke the bank (broke the f-cking bank)
700 thousand that make it shine (that beyonce)
water diamonds on me and they mine (splash, splash)
i paid cash for him he really hit (i did)
zoovie i’m the man zoovie with a ring
100 thousand dollars just to take a step
150 thousand just to hear my breath
i get money when i sleep million dollar check (1738)

[outro: fetty wap]
the millions n-gga

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