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Dopetrackz - Cold Blooded [Album Version] Lyrics



Dopetrackz - Cold Blooded [Album Version] Lyrics




[ Featuring Lanky Lank ]

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)
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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)
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Writer: Villaruel
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid, Dopetrackz Publishing

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Performed By: Dopetrackz
Featuring: Lanky Lank
Length: 2:27
Written by: Villaruel
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