A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

IBN INGLOR lyrics : "COLD STORM"

INTRO

Verse 1:

Living live of a don, I showed my momma
How I got these (*##$es, making all of my commas
(*##$es all on my dick, right, cause im the %#@!, right

And I make real %#@! right, and you bring your whole click right
Tonight's the night we live life, throw that dress on make it tight
Make it fit (*##$ cause you impression

I'll lose control you keep pressing me
This the party of the year grab the jeep
Grab the porsche, hit the mother$#&@ing gear

Grab my mother$#&@ing beer, Soho, Uptown, I rose in a year
GawdsSpeed we in here, GawdsSpeed in a year we just took our time
Never fear. Never Fear the roads

This paths getting clearer boi, we look in the mirror boy
The farest in the land, You drop hell of late we don't hear ya Boy


[Hook]
Riding on a Bike in a Cold Storm, COLD STORM x4


[Bridge]
These (*##$es Lying, Why these (*##$es lying,
These ^!$$%s Lying, Just keep on lying

Why these (*##$es lying, why they keep on lying
Why these ^!$$%s lying, why they keep on lying


Verse 2:
They never Sending Shots, They Never cooking !@%!e in a pot, yeah
Whipping in the spot, we shut the whole block down

We got the whole lot poppin, yeah, Who the $#&@ gone stop me
%#@!, ain't nobody gone stop me, %#@! I ain't even gone stop me
(*##$, I ain't even done talkin, yeah don't ever interrupt me ^!$$%

I Had to deal with a couple ^!$$%s, that love interrupting ^!$$%s
Got the whole club bussing, ^!$$% Juan got the mag and he bussing, ^!$$%
Altgeld gardens we don't $#&@ with ^!$$%s, we don't tussle ^!$$%

Straight buckle boi, NEW WAVE in the jungle

OUTRO

Submit Corrections