Pastor Troy - I'm Cold lyrics

(Pastor Troy) I'm in a 98' Coup Deville Gleamin like a motherf**ing Bellery Cheville My mind on my mill, these hoes on the grill I tell 'em I'm a boss, and then they check the frost These n***as lookin lost, these hoes lookin puzzled Because I got me 5 bad hoes in my shuttle And then they all cuddle, they love each other Yeah you right, I'm a bad motherf**er Supreme a** hustla, from the city of the A And if it ain't pimpin, then its motherf**in yay Well okay, well uhuh, and all that pimp sh** Need me a b**h to buss the rent with What's up baby? Thats yo Benz? Them yo girls? Thats yo friends? Its all cool, I'm with my folks too Lookin for somethin to get into, a cold world [Chorus - repeat 4X] Damn I'm cold, I'm freezin Damn I'm cold, a cold n***a (Pastor Troy) Yeah, as I was saying, baby I'm boss playin So why don't me and you just hit the town? Ever met a king? Ever seen a crown? Ever let a real a** n***a take you down? Crazy as it sounds, ooh, that maybe what you need I'm Pastor Troy, that's John Reed My Uncle JB, and thats my Uncle Ice And thats my Uncle Money, baby, mac life And thats my n***a Nature though he needs no introduction sh** everybody know 'em, for years he been hustlin We cut out the struggling a long time ago Been big bang Tucker for as long as I know sh** me and my bro n***a, the older and the younger Went to play bumper cars in some Hummers And that aint no boss a** sh**, I'll show ya some And yeah I think I'm all that b**h, I done won A cold a** n***a, I be flyin to the brawl Pasta n***a, baby callin for the law All my dogs tell them hoes play they roles Pastor Troy, n***a brrrrrr, ice cold [Chorus] - 2X