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the joint committee - colder days (feat. squay) lyrics

–i’m just sitting on my porch for a minute smoking this blunt just thinkin’, all these j’s running around here on bouldercrest in front of my house, if i could just take got d-mn half the market share…–

[chorus: squay]
strap out the streets, that’s a throwaway
you know the police comin’, put the blow away
i done seen colder days, yeah i done seen colder days
my wrist outside, that’s a cold day
and if i k!ll the witness that’s a cold case
yeah i done seen some cold days, yeah i done seen some cold days

[verse 1: squay]
you know i’m strapped like velcro
in the mile high club, you still in the exit row
kickin’ b-tches off the plane ’cause my money grown
and i work 6 juggs like i had a clone
i could show you how to cook it like a cooking show
i can’t whip you eggs but i could whip a brick of blow
pull up with my mixtape and sell it at your show
got ’em paying attention like i’m calling roll
and i ain’t got sh-t to prove
all i see you got is a b-tch to lose
chicks in twos, i be on the news
for stuffing dirty m’s in a box of shoes
top back straight cruisin’
pay attention, i can show you why you losin’
two tons of gas, that’s a lot, i can move it
and i don’t bust back ’cause we pull up shootin’

[chorus]

[verse 2: squay]
70 somethin’ birds in the louis bag
i hear a knock, i’m like who is that?
i don’t wanna play games with these motherf-ckers
you gone be another stain on these motherf-ckers
got the game on lock
got them drugs, put your brain on pop
f-ckin’ on your girl and i’m all in her gut
and she eat the d-ck up like she hungry as f-ck
ooh that’s nasty, better you than me in the casket
i got that gas, blowin gaskets
smoke you like a blunt then i ash it
i’ll show you my -ss if you kiss it, i’m a sour pack critic
got a trap line, and a personal, and i’m ’bout to cop one for the b-tches

[chorus]

- the joint committee lyrics

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