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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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