paroles de chanson Cold Sweats! - Iayze

(Don't make me call my shooter, he tote whole Tecs)
(That boy JDolla go crazy)
I know she wan' fuck by how the hoe text
(Lambda, Lambda)

Don't make me call my shooter
He tote whole Tecs (He tote whole Tecs)
I know she wan' fuck by how that hoe text (By the hoe texts)
I done ran it up and got 'em more wet (Got 'em more wet)
I ran out of drugs, now I got cold sweats (And I got)
(Cold sweats, huhhhh)
They asked where I'm from,
Put on the whole Tex' (Put on the) (Whole Tex')
I don't wanna fuck
I want that hoe neck (Want the) (Hoe neck, uhhh)
You don't want no smoke you know we carry blicks (Carry blicks)
My Blood'll walk ya down and he from Stop 6 (Stop 6)

Huahhhh
Mmmhmm, aaaah

I don't wan' fuck, I want that hoe neck (That hoe neck)
Caught a nigga tryna run,
He couldn't make four steps (Couldn't make four steps)
I know she wan' be with me,
All she said she want is me
Home girl wanted to intervene
I sent her ass straight to gang
You just popped a codeine three
And I just popped a pink and blue (Pink and blue)
This bitch said she tired of me
And she said "I ain't seeing you." (Seeing you)
I just caught em one on one
And now they upped the score by two (Up by two)
They gon' come in one by one
But I'mma fuck 'em, two by two (Two by two)

Don't make me call my shooter
He tote whole Tecs (He tote whole Tecs)
I know she wan' fuck by how that hoe texts (By the hoe texts)
I done ran it up and got 'em more wet (Got 'em more wet)
I ran out of drugs, now I got cold sweats (And I got)
(Cold sweats, huhhhh)
They asked where I'm from
Put on the whole Tex' (Put on the) (Whole Tex')
I don't wanna fuck
I want that hoe neck (Want the) (Hoe neck)
You don't want no smoke, you know we carry blicks (Carry blicks)
My Blood'll walk ya down and he from Stop 6

Stop 6, uhhhhh
Cold Sweats, uhhhhh
Whole Tex', uhhhhh
Hoe neck, uhhhhh
Blicks, uhhhhh
Stop 6, uhhhhh