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kanye west - cold lyrics
[intro]:
“turn the vocal up…”
dj khaled: “kanye west!”
“swag king cole!”
dj khaled: “dj khaled!”
[hook]:
can’t a young n-gg- get money anymore?
tell peta my mink is draggin on the floor.
can i have a bad b-tch witout no flaws
come to meet me witout no draws?
dinner wit anna wintour,
racing wit anja rubik.
i told you muh’f-ckers it was more than the music.
in the projects one day to project runway.
we done heard all that loud -ss talkin, we used to it.
i’m from where shorties f-cked up, double cupped up,
might even kill somebody and youtube it.
whoever think they words effect me is too stupid.
and if you could do it better than me, then you do it!
we flyer than a parakeet,
floatin wit no parachutes,
six thousand dollar pair of shoes
we made it to the paris news!
don’t talk about style cuz i’ll embar-ss you.
shut the f-ck up when you talk to me ‘fore i embar-ss you!
[hook]:
can’t a young n-gg- get money anymore?
tell peta my mink is draggin on the floor.
can i have a bad b-tch witout no flaws
come to meet me witout no draws?
and the whole industry wanna f-ck your old chick,
only n-gg- i got respect for is wiz.
and i’ll admit, i had fell in love wit kim
around the same time she had fell in love wit him.
well that’s cool baby girl do your thing.
lucky i ain’t have jay drop him from the team!
la familia!
roc nation!
we in the building, but still keep it bas-m-nt!
flyer than a parakeet,
floatin wit no parachute,
six thousand dollar pair of shoes
i made it to the paris news!
don’t talk about style cuz i’ll embar-ss you.
shut the f-ck up when you talk to me ‘fore i embar-ss you!
g.o.o.d. music! we fresh, we fresh.
anything else we detest, detest.
b-tch -ss n-gg-s got -ss and br–sts.
all that said let me ask this question.
[hook]:
can’t a young n-gg- get money anymore?
tell peta my mink is draggin on the floor.
can i have a bad b-tch witout no flaws
come to meet me witout…
don’t talk to me ’bout style n-gg-!
i’ll muh’f-ckin embarr-ss you!
talkin ’bout clothes?
i’ll muh’f-ckin embarr-ss you!
hollerin ’bout some hoes?
i’ll muh’f-ckin embarr-ss you!
way too cold! i promise you’ll need some theraflu!
ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh!
get the theraflu!
ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh ugh ugh!
get the theraflu
ugh, ugh ugh, ugh ugh, ugh, ugh ugh, ugh ugh, ugh, ugh ugh, ugh ugh ugh
get the theraflu!
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