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    Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
    Coldest motherfucker in the room?
    Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
    Coldest motherfucker in the room?
    Who the coldest motherfucker that you know?
    Who the coldest motherfucker that you know?
    Bring him 'round here he's gettin' froze
    (He's gettin' froze, he's gettin' froze, froze, froze, froze...)

    Roll it up, let's smoke
    And tell me why your bitch look like Glenn Close
    I'm on my own two, that's ten toes
    First a rule of sly, somebody says "go"
    Why you bent low when your Jordans' retro
    Girls playin' games for the bills, they Drew Bledsoe
    There's a lot that you can buy, but I'll never own
    And a lot of information that I'll never know
    Learn 'til they get concerned for my sanity
    Your life is filled with vanity, needs a little clarity
    This the truth, this a taste, can you handle it?
    A million dollars couldn't cover up the damages
    Naked girl at the crib makin' sandwiches
    And when we makin' love I got a candle lit
    Some romantic shit to put her in the mood
    The world woke me up, now I'm lookin' at the snooze
    What to do

    Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
    Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
    Who the coldest motherfucker that you know?
    Bring him 'round here he's gettin' froze

    Life, look at my hands I'm the lord of the reigns
    Musical cocaine brought me all of these Carrera keys
    Soft top goin' hard on the block freeze that talk
    And that plot about walkin' up on me
    No security just my homies, the well dressed army
    Presidential arm piece, my credentials I'm a G
    All ex says jets wherever you won't be
    Snatch that Vette for my mans the day of his prison release
    Shoe was on the other foot
    I know he would've done the same thing for me
    But we'll let that be
    Park it in the spot right next to my B with the chrome wings
    I was sent here to own things
    Both sides of the court, colder than the airport
    Therefore I'm the one that holds hair for, yeah what

    Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
    Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
    Who the coldest motherfucker that you know?
    Bring him 'round here he's gettin' froze

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