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Mopiano - Cold Lyrics




I see panties of the floor
Man keeps asking her for more
Like the way she was before
Took her patience to the store
Done with crying done with war
(Oh) oh, ah

Tell me something I don't know
Baby girl she had to go
Keeping distance she abroad
Got her visas in the zone
Why she had to grab the gold
Yeah gold

Ey, I know, I know
You left your guy on read
On hold thats cold
The heat is dying slow
Like miles from home
I'm flying through the storm, yeah
The storm, storm, storm, storm

You gon see (yeah yeah)
Oh, cut me free (oh oh)
(Ooh) yeah yeah
Shine on me (oh oh)
Yeah, you can come with me (oh oh)
You gon see (yeah yeah)
Everybody want to feel the same shit, let the world be, (oh oh)
Pull-up come here, let the world be your scene (yeah yeah)
Come here with the vibe
You look hella' fine
Got you on my mind, oh

Ey, I know, I know
You left your guy on read
On hold, thats cold
The heat is dying slow
Like miles from home
I'm flying through the storm, yeah
The storm, storm, storm, storm

Ey, I know, I know
You left your guy on read
On hold thats cold
The heat is dying slow
Like miles from home
I'm flying through the storm, oh
The storm, storm, storm

(Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na)

Ey, I know, I know
You left your guy on read
On hold thats cold
The heat is dying slow
Like miles from home
I'm flying through the storm, oh
The storm, storm, storm

Oh-oh-ooh-ooh
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up"
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English

I see panties of the floor
Man keeps asking her for more
Like the way she was before
Took her patience to the store
Done with crying done with war
(Oh) oh, ah

Tell me something I don't know
Baby girl she had to go
Keeping distance she abroad
Got her visas in the zone
Why she had to grab the gold
Yeah gold

Ey, I know, I know
You left your guy on read
On hold thats cold
The heat is dying slow
Like miles from home
I'm flying through the storm, yeah
The storm, storm, storm, storm

You gon see (yeah yeah)
Oh, cut me free (oh oh)
(Ooh) yeah yeah
Shine on me (oh oh)
Yeah, you can come with me (oh oh)
You gon see (yeah yeah)
Everybody want to feel the same shit, let the world be, (oh oh)
Pull-up come here, let the world be your scene (yeah yeah)
Come here with the vibe
You look hella' fine
Got you on my mind, oh

Ey, I know, I know
You left your guy on read
On hold, thats cold
The heat is dying slow
Like miles from home
I'm flying through the storm, yeah
The storm, storm, storm, storm

Ey, I know, I know
You left your guy on read
On hold thats cold
The heat is dying slow
Like miles from home
I'm flying through the storm, oh
The storm, storm, storm

(Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na)

Ey, I know, I know
You left your guy on read
On hold thats cold
The heat is dying slow
Like miles from home
I'm flying through the storm, oh
The storm, storm, storm

Oh-oh-ooh-ooh
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up
Everybody back up"
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Writer: ALBIN MATTIAS TENGBLAD, RASMUS ALEKSANDER BUDNY, MUHAMED CONTA
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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