Lankylank - Cold Blooded Lyrics

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Cold Blooded

Cold Blooded Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Cold Blooded By Lankylank?
She cold blooded
like a zombie (ya, ya, ya) She don't give a f*ck about you n.i.g.g.a.z like Romney (ya, ya, ya) She a stripper but her family like the Cosby's (ya, ya, ya) Stacking Lucci Gettin money that's her hobby (ya, ya, ya) She only f*ck with Ben Franklin and his homies She do a n.i.g.g.a like Vanessa did Kobe She take the house, the Benz and the rollie Then act like she ain't never know me Cold blooded Angel with no soul Get up on the stage and buss it open on that pole She swear she got all the sense like a toll But b*tch you got life f*cked you better know your role Baby gettin' money smokin' purp and drinkin' Hennessy Rawest on the stage say she do it for her family Know some politician only politic with ballers Keep it cold with Fettuccine bout her nuggets round her collar she don't see a n.i.g.g.a (huh) unless they throwin' dollars she just get it off the pole or she get it from her father prize head like she a scholar but ain't never went to college people stay in Windermere but know n.i.g.g.a.z out the projects she cold She cold blooded like a zombie (ya, ya, ya) She don't give a f*ck about you n.i.g.g.a.z like Romney (ya, ya, ya) She a stripper but her family like the Cosby's (ya, ya, ya) Stacking Lucci Gettin money that's her hobby (ya, ya, ya) |
Who Wrote Cold Blooded By Lankylank?
Villaruel
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What's The Duration Of The Cold Blooded By Lankylank?The duration of Cold Blooded is 2:28 minutes and seconds. |
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