hot bitch I'm a real cold bastard You get fucked up and go to the pasture I show you what I'm gonna do I'm gonna stick my meat in you [Chorus] Drink
: As we were talking outside, It was cold, We were shivering, yet warmed by the subject matter. My wife is in the next room, We've been having troubles
I am A meat and potato man I like my coffee black Ol' TV shows My women hot and my beer ice cold It's just who I am A meat and potato man I like my
: If I ain't cool My daddy gonna send me To Military School If I ain't nice My girlie gonna freeze me With cold shoulder ice If I'm real late My teacher
up inna bag a shooting Then policeman haffi ketch him When dem ketch him dem guh shot him Yuh hear him mumma deh bawl "what a innocent ting!" hey... Everyday yuh get up inna di cold
the streets And I hit these streets I'ma keep my peace until a nigga want beef But If he fuckin wit me then Ima turn raw meat cuz I'm just a Bone Thug
of which, embedded in The dilapidated surface Breaches within the cold concrete Drain the sopped heaps of Dissevered raw meat Stagnant pools of rancid
passing you Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels It's so cold The dark dug up by dogs The stiches torn and broke The raw meat fist you choke
got the right One man's meat is the other man's lousy luck One man's meat is someone's empty well One man's meat is some guy's aching butt One man's
I was five Raising cane, I spit in your eye Times are changing, now the poor get fat But the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back Eat meat
rain And I don't know Why li'l frigerator you're so cold Go li'l frigerator go Get away from my soul Li'l frigerator you're so cold She's calculated
rice, cause there was no meat with the meal My dog was better off alone, he ate when I ate, if not days later Two weeks old cold shit, straight out the
the Devil planted fear inside the black babies Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they goin crazy {"one"} Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
all for the best... Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please, Richer than the bees are in honey Never growing old, never feeling cold
] Gucci! cheah! Gucci in da buildin I'm addressin all scrubs Snack cakes! Toilet papers! Fat backs! Dear meats! Yah know... it's Gucci! Bling, blow... burh! It's gettin cold
rights Drama [x4] 4 in the morning,lights in my face That's the time,you know the place Cuffed in the room with the two-way glass Detects in effect cold
: Coolin in my crib, cold video dubbin FBI wanted? Huh, don't mean nuttin They call that shit a crime? Yo that shit's a joke Hit record on my dope
fangs and they givin me head Like cemetery girls back dance boogie woogie betty Her nedens big and blew out like a plate of spaghetti Im out cold all
