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watt chamberlin - 2 cold lyrics

(chamberlin)

sometimes i feel like i’m too dope for my own good
you can’t even walk in yo own hood
my g p-ss accepted everywhere, i’m with the sh-t like a stall would
i don’t wanna do it if y’all could
i’m bouta blow like a ball would
they wondering how i got here, i’m doing the sh-t that y’all should
i’m on fire like the kitchen stove, n-gga you burnt like some charred wood
all that lying sh-t getting old, talking bout how you flipping bows
you say you gettin ‘em for 24
n-gga you barely even getting o’s
you gon f-ck around and get exposed, f-cking with n-ggas who really knows
the plug tell me it’s a green light, so i go and get my trees right
bust the whole sh-t down, just cause i like my cheese sliced
you ain’t met a n-gga this nice
tall n-gga make ya look twice
your b-tch juggling my b-lls, got me feeling like shook dice

(wow)
(n-gga you silly as f-ck)

ya b-tch wanna eat a n-gga sausage like i’m jimmy dean
i let her do it n-gga i ain’t mean
hold on bruh let me set the scene, and let me ask you just 1 thing
have you ever got ya d-ck sucked, and watched yourself on a tv screen
i’m blowing smoke in the air, and i’m just grateful that i’m here now
everything i overcame, i ain’t got no more fears now
you can find a n-gga with the gr-ss, like my name john deere now
this gangsta sh-t in ya ear now, straight 2 ya brain like some dope
if you been struggling all your life then this sh-t is here is some hope
money long as a rope, call the shots like the pope
i had that lil b-tch come through and that p-ssy was wet as a moat
imma yacht, you a boat, you a -ss, imma goat
watt chamberlin the adam’s apple, how i’m in ya b-tch throat
you feeling froggy then croak
i want alla da smoke
n-gga i’m protected everywhere, i just call up the folks
this is just all that i know
is you gone drown or gone float
i’m from the dirty and i’m getting money, i gotta wash it with soap

my pockets is too swoll
money tall like manute bol
i swing that wood like pujos
never change how i do ho’s
i gotta set me some new goals
that n-gga chamberlin too cold

(d-mn)
(chamberlin)
(d-mn)
(it’s watt)
(too cold)
(d-mn)

my pockets is too swoll
money tall like manute bol
i swing that wood like pujos
never change how i do ho’s
i gotta set me some new goals
that n-gga chamberlin too cold

(that n-gga chamberlin too cold)

(too cold)

- watt chamberlin lyrics

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