笨小笨COLD GAME (Sped Up|Explicit)歌词由NLE Choppa&Rick Ross演唱，出自专辑《Cottonwood 2 (Sped Up) [Explicit]》，下面是《COLD GAME (Sped Up|Explicit)》完整版歌词！
COLD GAME (Sped Up|Explicit)歌词完整版
COLD GAME (Sped Up|Explicit) - NLE Choppa/Rick Ross
Lyrics by：Bryson Potts/William Roberts/Raphael Udo III/Ashot Akopian/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/Jaquetta Singleton/Nathalia Marshall/Jordan Loreal
This whole mother album fire
I know if this mother don't go number one
Y'all hatin'
You heard it first from mama Choppa bam
When the day is gone you're all I need
When I close my eyes it's all I see
Love me like I used to before
Appetite for new timepieces ain't no time to lose
Ain't no lie Jacob know me I bought all kinds of jewels
Put the haters on me trust me
I make all kinds of moves
Here dealing with these fakers 'til I make up all the rules
I just wanna ride around and we lock the city down
All my ******* fightin' in the club with they titties out
Double M we Blowin' Budz put them Phillies out
And any boy get out of line
I came to sit him down
I had a million on my mind
But that's a billion now
Build a mansion out in Cali' with the ceilings out
N***a say they beefin' with me but I'm still in town
I got the killers in chinchillas we the realest out
If you in your feelings you gon' feel this now
You know this Double M that's when you hear the sound
All the baddest ******* came to get it down
And I know you on the 'shrooms
That's if you feel the bounce
Maybach Music
When the day is gone you're all I need
When I close my eyes it's all I see
Love me like you used to before
Patty wagons turn to Rolls-Royces yeah
Makin' different choices tryna see which corporate brand
I'm signin' with for endorsements
You can catch me on the Forbes stuntin'
Pink green blue bills I don't discriminate the money
Like the Doomsday comin' I'ma run it up
You n***as run y'all dick suckers too much and ride dick
Get off my nuts off my
I'ma check in 'bout my bread watch some n***as check out
We chiropractin' n***as neck what that mean
Stretch him out
Playin' with the Gs I got a murder fee
That lead to casualties ayy just pick out your tee
I live a fantasy ******* from Tel Aviv
In the Florida Keys ridin' jet skis
Pulled over made a pit stop to **** on a beach
While she ride me
I'm thankin' God I'm out of the streets
I had the keys the keys to feed the fiends
I had the rocks took risks the opps
They died for this and that
But don't speak on wax
Don't let this light skin fool ya
I'm 'bout what I rap yeah
Ayy threesomes that's regular thing
I need a ten-piece combo
Like some lemon pepper chicken wings
Ayy I'm a big boss like I'm Rick Ross
You a*s backwards criss-cross
You chasin' ******* over money
Well that's where you broke the law
If a ho hit today then she gon' be here to stay
She ain't here while I'm broke
When I'm rich it's her loss word to Drake
One-sixteen ain't enough like I'm André 3K
Thirty-two bars like Jiggas
Feel like Hov man
'Cross me when I gave you leeway
They play me like I'm 2K don't call me
Brother n***a
That's my old name my old ***** ****** another n***a
Then a hundred n***as just to get back
And I remained the same
Cold game still same
Sunny days after rain pain turn to pleasure made a man
When the day is gone you're all I need
When I close my eyes it's all I see
Love me like you used to before
This the takeover y'all had your time
Now it's time to have mine
I know it's a lot to digest
Heart burn in your chest
From a rookie to a vet'
And I ain't even done yet
Done yet
Done yet
Done yet
