Jeezy feat. Tee Grizzley - Cold Summer (feat. Tee Grizzly) Lyrics

Lyrics Cold Summer (feat. Tee Grizzly) - Tee Grizzley , Jeezy



Now I ain′t lookin'
To compete with you
Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy, mystify you
All I really want to do
Is baby, be friends with you
Baby, be friends with you
Now I ain′t lookin'
To fight with you
Frighten you or uptight you
Drag you down or drain you down
Chain you down or bring you down
All I really want to do
Is baby, be friends with you
Baby, be friI could just be high
(Oh), but I'm feeling the ground movin′
She like what the sound doin′, one call and we'll get to it
And I woulNow I ain′t lookin'
To compete with you
Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy, mystify you
All I really want to dodn′t lie (no), I know this lifestyle is crazy
And it doesn't look normal (yeah), but it seems I got used to it
I′m gettin' to it
You goin' tNow I ain′t lookin′
To compete with you
Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy, mystify you
All I really want to dohrough it (oh yeah)
You can see how I move, I ain't gotta prove it
I′m gettin' to it
You goin′ through it (oh yeah)
I can show you how to make ends with you
I ain't lookin′ to block you up
Dock or rock or lock you up
Analyze you, categorize you
Finalize or advertise you
All I reallyNow I ain't lookin'
To compete with you
Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy, mystify you
All I really want to do
Oh, mI could just be high (oh), but I′m feeling the ground movin′
She like what the sound doin', one call and we′ll get to it
And I wouldn't lie (no), I know this lifestyle is crazy
And it doesn′t look normal (yeah), but it seems I got used to it
I'm gettin′ to it
You goin' through it (oh yeah)
You can see how I move, I ain't gotta prove it
I′m gettin′ to itNow I ain't lookin′
To compete with you
Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy, mystify you
All I really want to do
You goin' through it (oh yeah)
I can show you how to make y God (Let it marinate, ooh)
Ugh-ugh, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Hol′ on baby, I know you,
I know you wanna twerk but um (Let it marinate, ooh)
Yeah, I got a gun in my shorts and um (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, it could be- It could get dangerous (Let it marinate, ooh)
(Blaccmass)
(BNYX)
I could just be high (oh), but I'm feeling the ground movin′
She like what the sound doin', one call and we'll get to it
And I wouldn′t lie (no), I know this lifestyle is crazy
And it doesn′t look normal (yeah), but it seems I got used to it
I'm gettin′ to it
You goin' through it (oh yeah)
You can see how I move, I ain′t gotta prove it
I'm gettin′ to it
You goin' through it (oh yeah)
I can show you how to make
Hol' on baby, yeah, I know you tryna twerk somethin′
But I got the .40 in my shorts, you might hurt somethin′
I'ma bust a move just as soon as the work come
Had three bitches on my roster, I burnt one
All my niggas ugly, yeah,
We all need so want toI roll up two blunts and smoke ′em back to back
I'm just sippin′ on red 'cause I can′t find no Act'
I keep her around 'cause sI could just be
High (oh), but I′m feeling the ground movin′
She like what the sound doin', one call and we′ll get to it
And I wouldn't lie (no), I know this lifestyle is crazy
And it doesn′t look normal (yeah), but it seems I got used to it
I'm gettin′ to it
You goin' through it (oh yeah)
You can see how I move, I ain't gotta prove it
I′m gettin′ to it
You goin' through it (oh yeah)
I can show you how to make he know how to act
And my phone′s full of nine,
Got a line on the thrax (Phone full of nines, gotta line)
That lil' bih go c
Oh, my God (Let it marinate, ooh)
Ugh-ugh, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Hol′ on baby, I know you,
I know you wanna twerk but um (Let it marinate, ooh)
Yeah, I got a gun in my shorts and um (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, it could be- It could get dangerous (Let it marinate, ooh)
(Blaccmass)
(BNYX)
Hol' on baby, yeah, I know you tryna twerk somethin′
But I got the .40 in my shorts, you might hurt somethin'
I'ma bust a move just as soon as the work come
Had three bitchNow I ain′t lookin′
To compete with you
Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy, mystify you
Now I ain't lookin′
To compete with you
Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy, mystify you
All I really want to doalf in the max
I just took me a flight to LA to relax (Took me a flight to relax)
If the new lick don't hit then it′s back to the pack
Yeah
It's a GLE, not a Suburban (The GLE fast)
It′s a sixth in my cup so I'm swervin' (I′m sip do
Is baby, be friends with you
Baby, be frNow I ain′t lookin'
To compete with you
Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy, mystify you
All I really want to doiends with you
I don′t want to straight-face you up
Race or chase or track or trace you
Or disgrace you or displace you
Or define you or confine you
All I really want to do
Is baby, be friends with you
Baby, be Now I ain't lookin′
To compete with you
Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy, mystify you
All I really want to dofriends with you
Now, I don't want to meet your kin
Make you spin or do you in
Or select you or dissect you
Or inspect you or reject you
Now I ain′t lookin'
To compete with you
Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy, mystify you
All I really want to do
All I really want to do
Is baby, be friends with you
Baby, be friends with you



Writer(s): Delmar Drew Arnaud, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Terry Wallace, Keith Lenard Miller, Jay W. Jenkins


Jeezy feat. Tee Grizzley - Pressure
Album Pressure
date of release
14-12-2017



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