Sean Brown Cold Rock текст песни, слова песни Cold Rock Sean Brown & Kid Ink
Sean Brown - Cold Rock
feat. Kid Ink
I said I wake up in the morning throw the sheets on the floor
Hoping to let my closet pick my freshest couture
Should I rock with the drugs or should I go with the force
Throwing in my favorite polo with the man on a horse
Got some million dollar dreams with no money on my jeans
Do you know I hate to say it, my swag is still me
[?] we ride things
And I'm so fly, with no wings
And no strings, that's how she like it
Her bootie fat, but I let that nigger wife it
She go both, and I know she probably dike it
But she gave me one chance [?]
[Chorus:]
I say: 'excuse me, come on!
Tell the dj to pay my song!
Every city, every city gotta feel this
To be king, so you know I had to kill this!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
I say: 'excuse me, come on!
Tell the dj to pay my song!
Every city, every city gotta feel this
To be king, so you know I had to kill this!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
You know I had to kill it, right from the beginning
[?] like a cracked hair in the?.
[?] I love that bitch fuck the other niggers
Pause, now, you don't wanna miss it
In the fast life trying not to get a speed ticket
And you can't tell me nothing, crickets.
I don't wanna hear it, let's [?] about money
I'm just trying to keep it one hundred!
[?] bad bitches, yeah, I keep it one hundred
Gotta call security and keep it all coming
[?] bunny ears?. champagne like new years!
[Chorus:]
I say: 'excuse me, come on!
Tell the dj to pay my song!
Every city, every city gotta feel this
To be king, so you know I had to kill this!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
I say: 'excuse me, come on!
Tell the dj to pay my song!
Every city, every city gotta feel this
To be king, so you know I had to kill this!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
[?] get my ll on, all the ladies show me love!
We're about to take it to another fucking level
I'm cooking in the kitchen bitches hotter than the devil
[?] to my level!
Take it to the? [?] introduce my mother
Those the kind of girls that I'm messing with tonight
I hope I wake up in the morning, I don't wanna miss my fight
[Chorus:]
I say: 'excuse me, come on!
Tell the dj to pay my song!
Every city, every city gotta feel this
To be king, so you know I had to kill this!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
I say: 'excuse me, come on!
Tell the dj to pay my song!
Every city, every city gotta feel this
To be king, so you know I had to kill this!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
Cold, cold, cold, rocking it!
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