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max b - so cold lyrics

[intro]
[?]
man it’s biggavel
this what we sound like baby

[chorus: max b]
i’m so cold
baby, why you [?] so low
[?] n-body
[?]
she said n-gg-, you gotta move, like go
but you’re hard like snow, you’re so cool
see i got a thing for you and i can’t let go, i’m goin’ home

[verse 1: max b]
they recommended semi-automatic weapons
tradition, f-ck a second amendment as long as they legal
they independent n-gg-s
hands in the sin box [?] tryna make a play
she ain’t get the best of me, schemin’ like a refugee
[?] was the p-ssword, screamin’ “open sesame”
[?] n-gg- [?]
i be bangin’, she be buckin’ back
they ain’t give me nuttin’ yeah
they just say the same sh-t
we just play the games
speak my name [?], it came to change
n-gg-, we came, saw, conquered
[?] quit music, god is my mantra
pop out your closet like boogie monster
workin’ like fonda, workin’ like a sponser
leavin’ in a cadillac, pulled up in a honda
said her name was lexis, mama named shonda
f-ck for a couple 150 dollar m-ssages, yeah

[verse 2: a boogie wit da hoodie]
yeah, i got a lotta flavor
you could tell that it’s me from a block or two
yeah, look, i got a lotta haters
so you know my body b-tch, i keep a glock or two
ooh, and it’s rockstar sh-t, get dangerous
so i’ma move how i gotta move
yeah, i’ma rockstar but some gangster n-gg-s wit’ me to shoot who i tell ’em to
if you feel a way, n-gg- spin the block
spin the block and hit his [?]
i got everything in saint laurent
and louboutin, louis flip flops, ah
all my prices gettin’ hot
and i’m gettin’ hot with a pop star, ah
i got different color whips and all my watches iced out, yeah
this my lifestyle now

[verse 3: max b]
his body hit the dash, came from the second floor
n-gg- lit, i hit the strip ridin’ late night
clear my conscience
baby steady hittin’ up the phone
player racked with guilt, bring a half of gallon milk
n-gg-s came [?] built
got a crew of n-gg-s that’ll squeeze if i tell ’em to
couple of ’em families too
no a n-gg- send me back
[?]
mama want a big house
baby said she want a bag, she ain’t ever earned it
told her to earn the profit, but she ain’t ever turn it
n-gg-, don’t be lookin’ so concerned
drink the henny, ’cause it burn
blow the dope we get, never do the opiates
icy like a mountain dew, colder than the soviet
50 to 100,000 a show we get
every flow we spit, n-gg-s duplicate
f-ck around, shoot your face
n-gg-s be movin’ records, we movin’ weight
i’m so cold

[outro]
uh, yeah, i love that sh-t baby
cold blooded baby, the cold n-gg- biggavel
a boogie, what’s happenin’ baby?
[?]
let that muhf-cker ride

- max b lyrics

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