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Tink - Cold b**hes lyrics

Cold b**hes
We some cold b**hes
Who the f** you know spittin' hard then all these n***as
Scared to get up on the track
Cause they know I got that crack
All these rap n***as is wack
I'm gon' bring the game back
I'm gon' bring the game back

Bring it back, like I said "Hut, Hut"
n***as in the field can pick my cotton
Cause if they end up on they knees, and I put em to the side
I'm a star, n***a you're just robin
Bat mobile, black on black with a hint of that crack
I spit it
I'm a savage in the game
All the rap n***as lame
So they minus well just be livin'
A1, I be going in like a tampon
Game full of marks, no scantron
These n***as all talk like a Samsung
Galaxy I'm high as f**
My Salary? It's even higher then that
n***as tryna' keep up with my word play
I minus well get my words tapped
Minus well put these n***as in a skirt
Minus well finish up school to be a nurse
Cause I'm to sick and they can't compete
If these n***as hard, then I'm concrete
I got hella bars, state police
n***as sweeter then the lips on Jolie
I drop one verse let a n***a rehearse
If a n***a walking around with a p**y like me (yea)

Damn Tink
You stay f**in' up my man
Dang you raw as hell
Like why you be going so hard?
Man these n***as ain't got nothin' on you
Can I get yo' autograph?
Please Tink you raw as hell, oh my God

Cold b**hes
We some cold b**hes
Who the f** you know spittin' hard then all these n***as
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Scared to get up on the track
Cause they know I got that crack
All these rap n***as is wack
I'm gon' bring the game back
I'm gon' bring the game back

[Verse 2:]
Anything he could do, I could do it much better
A b**h just tryna' get signed, [?] of a long love letter
And P.S I been a beast
Since 09, ya'll been deceased
Loving you n***as, I'm takin' your shine
Better double up on that wave grease
(Ahhh) I'm funny right?
A n***a better get his money right
Broke n***as get no love, ya'll n***as been living that single life
Me? I'm living it large
Sitting on top, of a city called mars
Got more traffic then a lot full of cars
More ambition then the sky full of stars
Homie it's real, who gon' touch me?
What we blowin' on, [?]
I get more views then a crime scene
Not to mention I'm 17
17? you damn right
Air Jordan, I'm takin' flight
Ya'll went left, And I went right
So I'm on top
I'm like a satelite cause I'm gone

DANGGGGG, You heard that sh**?
She said some sh** about a satelite
Oh my God
Do it again Tink man, do it again please man
Ain't no- man ain't nobody messing with you
I don't care what nobody say, you soo raw

Cold b**hes
We some cold b**hes
Who the f** you know spittin' hard then all these n***as
Scared to get up on the track
Cause they know I got that crack
All these rap n***as is wack
I'm gon' bring the game back
I'm gon' bring the game back

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