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tink - cold bitches lyrics

[hook:]
cold b-tches
we some cold b-tches
who the f-ck you know spittin’ hard then all these n-gg-s
scared to get up on the track
cause they know i got that crack
all these rap n-gg-s is wack
i’m gon’ bring the game back [x2]

[verse 1:]
bring it back, like i said “hut, hut”
n-gg-s in the field can pick my cotton
cause if they end up on they knees, and i put em to the side
i’m a star, n-gg- you’re just robin
bat mobile, black on black with a hint of that crack
i spit it
i’m a savage in the game
all the rap n-gg-s lame
so they minus well just be livin’
a1, i be going in like a tampon
game full of marks, no scantron
these n-gg-s all talk like a samsung
galaxy i’m high as f-ck
my salary? it’s even higher then that
n-gg-s tryna’ keep up with my word play
i minus well get my words tapped
minus well put these n-gg-s in a skirt
minus well finish up school to be a nurse
cause i’m to sick and they can’t compete
if these n-gg-s hard, then i’m concrete
i got h-lla bars, state police
n-gg-s sweeter then the lips on jolie
i drop one verse let a n-gg- rehe-rs-
if a n-gg- walking around with a p-ssy like me (yea)

[bridge 1:]
d-mn tink
you stay f-ckin’ up my man
dang you raw as h-ll
like why you be going so hard?
man these n-gg-s ain’t got nothin’ on you
can i get yo’ autograph?
please tink you raw as h-ll, oh my god

[verse 2:]
anything he could do, i could do it much better
a b-tch just tryna’ get signed, [?] of a long love letter
and p.s i been a beast
since 09, ya’ll been deceased
loving you n-gg-s, i’m takin’ your shine
better double up on that wave grease
(ahhh) i’m funny right?
a n-gg- better get his money right
broke n-gg-s get no love, ya’ll n-gg-s been living that single life
me? i’m living it large
sitting on top, of a city called mars
got more traffic then a lot full of cars
more ambition then the sky full of stars
homie it’s real, who gon’ touch me?
what we blowin’ on, [?]
i get more views then a crime scene
not to mention i’m 17
17? you d-mn right
air jordan, i’m takin’ flight
ya’ll went left, and i went right
so i’m on top
i’m like a satelite cause i’m gone

[bridge 2:]
danggggg, you heard that sh-t?
she said some sh-t about a satelite
oh my god
do it again tink man, do it again please man
ain’t no- man ain’t n-body messing with you
i don’t care what n-body say, you soo raw

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