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nate good - stone cold killa lyrics

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[chorus]
she’s a bedroom thriller a real bone chilla
she got bread on her mind she gon blow that scrilla
look you dead in they eyes
and she’ll pull that trigger
there ain’t no one realer
she’s a stone cold k!lla

she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)
she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)
she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)
she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)

[verse 1]
put a couple hundred in your bank
plus a couple twenties in your tank
sephora on your face like warpaint
you want everything i want but tour dates
tryna hit the studio in burbank
take you from the rodeo to rodeo
gotta pop your cherry with the burberry
turn up every night to turn life into a fairy tale
why you always gotta try to fight this?
you said i’m the one you want to do life with
you know ain’t n0body else quite like me
even when i’m on a youtube type beat
you know i’d never call you psycho
but all the pretty ones lil crazy
hammer c-cked back with a bullet in the barrel
yup that’s my baby (that’s my)

[pre-chorus]
wam bam thank you ma’am d-mn
if it ain’t a hundred grand she ain’t rocking with the band
cl!ck clack bang think she did it for the gram d-mn
ya’ll can’t understand

[chorus]
she’s a bedroom thriller a real bone chilla
she got bread on her mind she gon blow that scrilla
look you dead in they eyes
and she’ll pull that trigger
there ain’t no one realer
she’s a stone cold k!lla

she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)
she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)
she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)
she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)

[verse 2]
semi-automatic weapon pop a double shot and shorty kinda lit
how do those pants even fit?
too much ammo in the clip
she said welll play me your sh-t
i’m talking by only the hits
i said i got a couple of those
she said i don’t f-ck with the flow
she ain’t nothing but a 12 gauge shot
aye woah there kemosabe
baby give it a rest for i invest in a bulletproof vest
let’s simmer down baby cool your jets
i’m just tryna find solid ground
pop off with a couple rounds
ay now no need for the bark and bite
you got the wrong guy better get your target right

[pre-chorus]
wam bam thank you ma’am d-mn
if it ain’t a hundred grand she ain’t rocking with the band
cl!ck clack bang think she did it for the gram d-mn
ya’ll can’t understand

[chorus]
she’s a bedroom thriller a real bone chilla
she got bread on her mind she gon blow that scrilla
look you dead in they eyes
and she’ll pull that trigger
there ain’t no one realer
she’s a stone cold k!lla

she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)
she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)
she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)
she’s a stone cold k!lla (stone cold k!lla)



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