Lyrics:
My dick inside her throat like I'm roba
Made her suck me til it feel like cold soba
I feel like Tanya green hearted cold Soulja
These niggas sleeping
nerves
Got me feeling so blue
All she want is the green
That is why she is so blue
My heart turning cold
That my blood turning blue
If you run up on me
Look, I know it's cold outside
But if you let me inside
We can just chill and vibe
And ignore the weather
Stay warm together
I know it's cold outside
(Knock it)
Yeah, yeah
I'm doin' good (good, good) stupendous
I'm a star, gather 'round, I need a witness
I'm doin' good (good, good) stupendous
build
They going overkill, if I say so, huh
Tell 'em that it's on, tell 'em that we outside (whoa, outside)
Yeah, nigga, you can tell 'em that we
and knees
Felt cold and wet on the grass beneath
Well outside naked, shivering, looking blue
From the cold sunlight that's reflected off the moon
Baby cum
and knees
Felt cold and wet on the grass beneath
Well outside naked, shivering, looking blue
From the cold sunlight that's reflected off the moon
Baby cum
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
a night
How you do that trick to hypnotize ?
Me in a shuffle dance, you by the light
I think it's time to fix our glances
just in time to lick you beside
You don't wanna know what's involved see man shining think it's fun
Poohsuck init
Early in the morning cold weather
On my mind is blue cheddar
I'm
outside
cnd girl I don't want to be lonely
Cuz it's cold outside
cnd you are my one and only
It's cold outside
Where are you going
I want you by my side
Damn we literally been up all night on this shit
Ayye
Been up all night, you just wakin’ up
It’s cold outside, better layer up
Rain, sleet, or snow,
to the balls
Don't stop, red octagon
It's hot outside, ice melting (Nah)
Wrist game too cold, cools me right off
My drip won't drip, it's froze on
Thighs tight
Nah can't nobody silence me
Where ever the fuck I go, I'm profiled
Look at my fuckin' hair look at my skin bruh (We love it)
This shit, I can't take
This might not be what you want
But it's what I need
Feeling moody turn on Californication got so high I flashed back to my moms basement
Now I'm
My ice, my ice, my ice, my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
And it's cold outside and I rock my ice
And it's hot outside, still
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
wish I knew how
Only sipping on a brewski if it's ice cold
Swear this year has been a movie, on some Spike Jonez
I got a girl that's pretty moody, she
day
Because by heart I am Kunta Kinte and I ball big like Segun Arinze
We got talking and yeah it feels nice
We're getting to connect I'm telling her
either way
Scary booty
Make you want to Mary, truly
It don't matter if your coochie hairy or you're very moody
If you got a scary booty Like a juicy
might have to hit it twice
Bitches by the dozen, but you only get a slice
Ish the big homie, got me feelin like the vice
(Chorus)
(2DaMax)
My life
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
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