| We can handle this like neanderthals
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| Or we can get into some player shit
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| Stoned on ocean
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| Here we go
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| The interior on my Cadillac make em sick
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| Won’t you please give em' a bucket they can puke in (throw up in)
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| Act like its killing em to see me get rich
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| Probably die when they see me in my new shit
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| Slinging drugs but this music moving units
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| Baby close her eyes listenin to it, she dream of screwing
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| Mind control, pimpin' my pen
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| Ink drippin' down the whole stroll, I get payed again (yeah)
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| Cold game, got me in that mulsanne
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| Cold game, colder than my champagne
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| Cold game, writing that cocaine
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| (yeah)
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| Drop it if you got it
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| Talkin' bout them tops, Three hundred thousand dollar exotic
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| Smokin' out jet fuel talkin' like pilots
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| Hit the vocal booths and lay down them narcotics
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| I was contemplating stoppin'
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| Got an email from mos def he say he’s still watchin'
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| Cold game, got me in that mulsanne
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| Cold game, colder than my champagne
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| Cold game, writing that cocaine
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| That’ll buy me anything
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| That’ll buy me anything
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| Everything
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| Whatever man
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| Keep the heat in it chevy on them switches nigga
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| Smoking weed in it rolling and I’m pimping in it
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| Cold game, got me in that mulsanne
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| Cold game, got me new pinky rings
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| Cold game, got me this heavy gold chain
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| Cold game, spit it right in that cocaine
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| Cold game, What you even know man
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| Cold game |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Anything , by - Curren$y. Song from the album Stoned On Ocean, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп