see what's wrong It's cold outside, let come on in Baby, it's cold outside, let come on in Baby, it's cold outside, let come on in It's cold, baby
At last, I can relax, looking past all of the action A fraction or a fragment of me actually is present The rest of me is heavenly, the seventh house
a cold summer, come through like burr The red phantom bullshittin, the 25 steeb curbes The B S H just blaze in this muthafucka The cars outside, the caves
loan me your ears for 15 minutes Walk with me Here the breakdown, pass the doja, .45 in the holster Hollow tips'll fold 'em, them niggaz they toy soldiers Oh, that boy colder
go... " Slammed the Impala door, hopped out 'Whadda you see? ' Some niggas hangin' on the fence lookin' at me I had fat red laces in my Adidas Big chain
Now, You Dressed Conservative I Transform Into A Big Black God Feel The Realness, My Dick's Lank Hard You Can't Belive It, A Dick In Your Palm As Big
I am eternally grateful. [Verse 1] Since my date of birth bought you nothing but hurt play those video games stole change from ya purse Sat on the cold
and a cold revolver clicked. And Big Jim was standin' there, you couldn't say surprised, Rosemary right beside him, steady in her eyes. She was with Big
and a cold revolver clicked. And Big Jim was standin' there, ya couldn't say surprised, Rosemary right beside him, steady in her eyes. She was with Big
hook Millennium Thug computer chips up in my slug Turn quarters when you turn quarters know who to plug Thugs around me outside its grimmy outside Better slide before you get bodied outside
in my trousers (Boy) new double-D?s smashed in her blouses fuck a hotel, my nigga we rent houses (houses) my nigga, we rent houses so many wedding rings
up Boy you done put all ya trust in that hoe didn't ya see what happened to the President niggaro livin' in a tight house big as the White House You fucked
while I'm rhymin not to brag about the island Or the crib in Hawaii where all the walls slide in House is wide open, we could bring the outside in I think
and take a dive Into this hot pit like ball of grease Stand alone on my own ten toes against foes It's a snowstorm and you outside gettin' cold Luck has
!" "The beat" "Goes!" - "The beat-beat" "Goes!" "The beat-beat" "Goes!" - "The beat" "Goes!" "The beat" "Goes!" - "And the beat" "Goes!" [Big Gipp] Well
must be dreamin" I strolled back home with a grin on my grill I figured since this is a dream I might as well get ill I walked in the house, the Big Bad
