The Glitch Mob - Super Cold Remix lyrics

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The Glitch Mob - Super Cold Remix lyrics

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Cold blooded, chilly skin Can't touch it like your front wheel when it's Wheely-ing Wanna see Chilly free like Free Willy friend Wanted to see Free Willy really swim I'm super cold, my jacket thin I'm two below like a marching band That means I'm super-deep, you surface skim I'm the whole thing, you n***as 2% Put em up on that carton, I think I'm losing em Bring all those St. Bernards in Let's get some booze in them You know them dogs with them barrels on they neck And I'mma keep it cool like airholes on a Tec I be moving birds like the scarecrow's on the set Part dope-a** n***a, an old man winter Christmastime diamond singing carols on my chest Step up off the jet Looking like a Pharaoh in the flesh [Gilbere Forte] Let em know Im super cold, im super cold [Please let them know] Im super cold [Please let them know] I'm super cold This life we made for us [Asaad] Going going going gone Phil Rizutto flow, politics as usual At home in my zone like an eskimo at 2 below Good could be better, still I wish I knew what I know Super cold, freezer burn, ugly and beautiful Been in my zone for days, fortune favors the brave Talent outshines hype, and hard work always pays My mood is taupe melange, the sky's Obama gray The flow is carolina blue, I wear b/red 1s every day I'm super cold Free Chilly, Free Haas, Free Jimmy Free Big Meech, Free Tony The flow is swell, Free Willy A long way from a snot nose Free lunch and two pennies I'm taking it to the Moon And I'mma let them know I'm from North Philly Im with Liva and it's ironic Super cold, Nostalgic My bad b**h is cold hearted Phoebe Philo rockin Color temperature climate You ask how I describe it Hood meets Antartic I'm out of here, Harry Kalas [Gilbere Forte] Let em know Im super cold, im super cold [Please let them know] Im super cold [Please let them know] I'm super cold This life we made for us [Ab-Liva] I'm super cold, In my Louboutins Under Phillip Lims What's them b**hes? Super thin Tag along with a superstar See the car that I'm cruising in The Coupe's color banana pudding The same exact one the proof is in Blinded by that glare off of that spotlight that they view us in Mandarin - Oriental, Red Eye--they flew us in She half black, Speak Spanish She Afro and Peruvian Gansevoort, Sofitel, K West and we lose it in Like you pretend But the bow on the hood of the 2 door crept up with the bluest tint I'm flying off, wings out Burning down, foolish sin Love hurts, brush 'em off Once again, drew em' in Once again, this cold flow I jotted down with my super pen One man, All this power Feeling like I'm a super fiend Been a while, I'm working hard It's my time, I'm moving in Only God knows, my arms raised Just waiting on him to just cue me in The best writer, hands down I'm blacking out, n***a, rufilin [Let 'em know] Im super cold, im super cold [Please let them know] Im super cold [Please let them know] I'm super cold This life we made for us You're never gonna take it