Jay Tee - So Cold lyrics

Now I'll be comin with that real sh** Cuz that real sh** is all I know, out Valley Joe And that good grain is all I grow So if they ask about Jay Tee, tell them I got it And if they ask about the Super Sport tell them I squat it I'm tryin to ride, and stay the f** up out the slamma' I got hoes from Salt Lake to Alabama So while you squares is at work, I'm in motion At the telly gettin a back rub with some good a** lotion And when she threw, that's when I hit the shower And then "chupa mi verga" for about an hour For those of ya'll that never been around a chicano That means gettin your dick s**ed mayne in el barrio I'm a dog off the leash with no colla Half pit bull, half f**in rottweiler I grew up around side shows and burnin' rubber So it ain't no thing to make a young hutch think I love her [Chorus] I'm so cold, out here takin' a b**h, makin' a b**h Do what I say as I'm breakin' the b**h All I'm tryin' to do is live better now Hit the game solo, makin' more cheddar now I'm unemployed so all I do is stay lit I sip on gin f**in tryin' to stay fit I'm in an old school rag, brains blown out So if a b**h gets to trippin' she get thrown out In Valley Joe, everybody should know Don't trust no ho, cuz f** is all they good fo' I had one last week, with no flaws NO kids, no man, and no draws I beat 'em twice, and said that I was cool wit it And like a pimp, I let my potna Young Dru hit it That what I does, love a b**h, what fo? I rather make her back weed, and cut blows(?) Hit the grind, and make my pockets get fatta If she get caught, I give a damn it don't matter She has no life, so she don't need to bail out Put her on the stand, that ho will never sell out [Chorus] See I'm hella slick, so I be the one that no one blames Me and baby have s** without knowin names I'm in the backseat kissin on that b**h neck With one hand up in her purse grabbin' that b**h check I find a rubber and put the thang on Slide my dick in and tell that ho to hang on See I'm a pro, giggolo, I get ladies In Mercedes I've been pimpin' since the mid-eighties I was young, but still a ho k**a I was taught to put it down as a go-rilla Talk sh** and let both nuts dangle Hit the turf and sell game from every angle I'm quick to strangle a b**h if she start pretendin' Like you broke, girl you got money so start spendin' Break bread, tramp that's why I'm with ya Do I got to split ya, to make ya get the picture [Chorus]