Kanye West Ft. DJ Khaled – Cold

Letra de Cold de Kanye West y DJ Khaled

Kanye West!
Swag King Cole
DJ Khaled!
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Can't a young nig*a get money anymore?
Tell Peta my mink is dragging on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws
Come to meet me without no drawers?
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Dinner with Anna Wintour, racing with Anja Rubik
I told you mahfuckas it was more than the music
In the projects one day, to Project Runway
We done heard all that loud-ass talking, we're used to it
I'm from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up
Might even kill somebody and YouTube it
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To whoever think their words affect me is too stupid
And if you can do it better than me, then you do it!
We flyer than a parakeet, floatin' with no parachute
Six thousand dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news!
Don't talk about style cause I embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you
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Can't a young nig*a get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is dragging on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws
Come to meet me without no drawers?
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And the whole industry want to fuck your old chick
Only nig*a I got respect for is Wiz
And I'll admit, I had fell in love with Kim
Around the same time she had fell in love with him
Well that's cool, baby girl, do ya thang
Lucky I ain't had Jay drop him from the team
La Familia, Roc Nation
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We in the building, we still keep it basement
We flyer than a parakeet, floatin' with no parachute
Six thousand dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news
Don't talk about style cause I'll embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you
Good Music, we fresh, we fresh
Anything else, we detest, detest
Bitch-ass nig*as got ass and breasts
All that said, let me ask this quest'
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Can't a young nig*a get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is dragging on the floor
Can I have a bad bit*h without no flaws
Come to meet me without no drawers?
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Don't talk to me 'bout style, nig*a, I'll mothafu*kin' embarrass you
Talking 'bout clothes, I'll mothafu*kin' embarrass you
Hollering 'bout some hoes, I'll mothafu*kin' embarrass you
Way too cold, I promise you'll need some Theraflu
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(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh uh) Get the Theraflu.
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Redactada por: Kelly