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cole myer - no emotion lyrics

f_ck you cole myer

call your main b_tch, she let me hit it
i was ballin’ on these motherf_ckers like it was a scrimmage
had to dunk on motherf_ckers just to show em we was winnin’
i’m the type of dude to tell you something and i never meant it
i’m seeing god up in this b_tch, i’m thinkin’ that i’m schizophrenic
it’s gettin’ hot up in this b_tch, they better call the paramedics

there’s no saving me, i’m dead, i’m good, i’m gone for good, forget me
she was gone, i cannot f_ck with b_tches and they never met me
i’m getting claustrophobic up inside her room i can’t see clear
if we shootin’ something better be a buck or f_ckin’ deer
and i’m tryna get a boss, b_tch you f_ckin’ with your peer
if you below average, we can’t have you around, can’t have you near
i said f_ck it, i can’t trust her, i can’t keep her, i don’t need her
and i’m hitting her last second just like a buzzer beater
and i double parked the b_tch and i don’t even pay the meeter
take her shop and give her bags just so i don’t have to eat her

d_mn, i f_cked up, cause she bad
d_mn, i wanna f_ck on that ass
if she throw me coochie then i’m gonna make it last
i got 20 seconds, gotta make it count, can’t make it fast
on my c_ck, b_tches all up on my c_ck, i milly rock
drop the top, sip the wok, and i’m flippin off a cop
in eighth grade, i was f_ckin’ b_tches, p_ssin off the block
shottz
trumpet in my hand, but i ain’t playin’ though (playing)
got these b_tches on my d_ck, but i can’t stand a hoe (ew)
got the ice up on my wrist, but yeah, i’m never cold
and got the strap up on my hip, but i will never fold (bop, bop, bop)
gettin’ cold outside, so i got the puffer on (woo)
yeah, i’m poppin’ h_lla tabs, so i can’t see what’s on
and they passin’ me the ball, so i gotta keep it open
yeah, i’m hoppin’ in the ring, i’m feelin’ like hulk hogan
tappin’ on the blunt, so now my body floatin’
swimmin’ through the p_ssy, that sh_t’s salty like a f_ckin’ ocean (ew)
droppin’ albums, no promotion
still be comin’ while i’m strokin’
rappin’ but with no emotion
she a witch, give me the potion
water rippin’, goin’ boney
hittin’ blunt, you know we smokin’
in the clouds, i’m f_ckin’ floatin

- cole myer lyrics

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