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Cold Club (Remix) (Feat. Infinity888)
- //Intro//
- It's a cold, cold whore house
- Shaking dat ass, no corset
- Ring leaders, no boss yet
- (All Set?)
- //Lil Chip Verse 1//
- Lights steady now action!
- That ass moving all around contractions
- Never touch the strippers mind your actions
- Line the Vodka up like a fraction
- Now shit collapsing like a prolapse
- Needa get it hit with a pap smear
- Niggas in the past sipping on tears
- Salty ass shit with the blank stare
- Looking at the club with an odd glare
- Asking myself "Damn, How we got here?"
- //Hook//
- Cold clubs with the shitty ass dancers
- Momma making moves like a prancer
- Make it all clap back, no elastics
- Potential Energy, shits fake like plastic
- Ain't talking old shit but this a cold train
- Never needed fire to start my propane
- Might need to gas up this old flame
- Man why the fuck my Ex in this cold club
- Ain't talking Subway, hit me with the cold club
- Sitting on the broken chairs getting weird looks
- Cooking up my wings with the sauce, cook books
- //Verse 2 BR4CKETT//
- Shit used to be banging, now it’s just a little restaurant
- I wish we could go back, I wish we can go to the start
- Man this club used to be next level, now it’s just a cold club
- it was at its max and it couldn’t develop, I’m star struck
- How a club went from top notch all the way to this club suck
- Damn, this shit really feel like ain’t nobody here, from commandeer to puppeteer
- Now there is only the 3 musketeer driving the wheel till they disappear
- Amir sold the club, but ain’t nobody realize that we stuck in the mud
- Damn now all of this shit that me, is now the cause of me to be sick in my stomach
- But guess what, we out of luck, we trying to drive through the muck
- But we’re stuck, and the world is starting to cause havoc
- But what the fuck we supposed to do? We ain’t the marines “The few, The proud”
- What we supposed to do when their is no crowd, need to be loud
- Should we just sit here and pout, well then we will all have our doubt
- Just wait for the 2025 blackout, it definitely gonna stand out
- Well now it’s time to sprout, before I lose all my clout
- //Hook//
- Cold clubs with the shitty ass dancers
- Momma making moves like a prancer
- Make it all clap back, no elastics
- Potential Energy, shits fake like plastic
- Ain't talking old shit but this a cold train
- Never needed fire to start my propane
- Might need to gas up this old flame
- Man why the fuck my Ex in this cold club
- Ain't talking Subway, hit me with the cold club
- Sitting on the broken chairs getting weird looks
- Cooking up my wings with the sauce, cook books
- //Verse 3 Lil Chip//
- Colder than a turkey sub from the closest subway
- Ain't talking the metros with the shitty pizza, must eat
- Hopping onna subway to get to and from New York
- Talking to a group of crew members and a director
- Signed a new deal and made myself relevant again
- Screw yall and the old shit, this still chip on them bold gigs
- Cold clubs been a thing of the past, Niggas needa go to mass
- Casting votes in a federal election, Biden is the past now
- Kamala was the future now she cold like the artic
- Been inna tundra but it was better in the Juice World
- Fucked up in the head but I'll always be with your girl
- //Hook//
- Cold clubs with the shitty ass dancers
- Momma making moves like a prancer
- Make it all clap back, no elastics
- Potential Energy, shits fake like plastic
- Ain't talking old shit but this a cold train
- Never needed fire to start my propane
- Might need to gas up this old flame
- Man why the fuck my Ex in this cold club
- Ain't talking Subway, hit me with the cold club
- Sitting on the broken chairs getting weird looks
- Cooking up my wings with the sauce, cook books
- //Verse 4 Infinity//
- I'm staleface, not cause you fake, my nigga, mostly cause your breath stink,
- On all fours, I hit the pussy, make a nails break,
- Oh my lord, I just caught memory of past life
- I'm in orbit, smokin' til I find a crash site,
- You and your feelings cause you ain't the nigga you act like
- Boo hoo nigga, I hate the picture with your dad like
- Since of them niggas is why these bitches sick of these niggas' cause nigga be acting sick
- I'm out west trippin' spoons with my de unos,
- She slim thick but I'm a slam her like a sumo,
- All my goons is really robots from the future
- One false move we jumpin' at you like conclusion,
- Not cause you fake my nigga mostly cause your breath stink
- On all fours I hit the pussy make the nails break,
- Oh my lord I just caught memory of past life,
- I'm in my orbit smoking till I find the crash site
- //Hook//
- Cold clubs with the shitty ass dancers
- Momma making moves like a prancer
- Make it all clap back, no elastics
- Potential Energy, shits fake like plastic
- Ain't talking old shit but this a cold train
- Never needed fire to start my propane
- Might need to gas up this old flame
- Man why the fuck my Ex in this cold club
- Ain't talking Subway, hit me with the cold club
- Sitting on the broken chairs getting weird looks
- Cooking up my wings with the sauce, cook books
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