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Max B - Cold World Lyrics

Max B Cold World lyrics is the 5th song on the album "Bloomberg Series - No Beefin" by Max B. The "Cold World" lyrics by Max B are displayed below.
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Verse 1

AB:

It's Vigilante Season, it's big cars nigga

Swervin' through the traffic, me and Max, stars nigga

Get fly, what nigga, made a quarter mill

And that's all in a drought baby fuck a record deal

The only Brooklyn nigga that come through Harlem

Disrespect The Pros nigga then you want a problem

Never mind feeding 'em, leave them bitches starvin'

Just gimme brain ma, leave the pussy throbbin'

See I'm a pimp like Gold and Mack

Hop up in this Coupe ma, ain't no holdin' back

Gain Greene, Don Pro, this is street life

Blackin'-out in this bitch with Dame Grease right

You know us Brooklyn niggaz chill

Comin' from the Stuy, then you oughta chill

It's AB slash pimp, Don Pro shit

09 the takeover this is my year

 

Chorus

Max B:

Ya know, ya know, ya oh-oh

That it's a cold world

Mami should see a call girl

Show her lil' body just to get a buck

Any nigga she could fuck

Daddy I got a way

From the hood to the style

Gain Greene, Don Pro, AB

Biggaveli just let 'em be

He don't want no more cuz he saucey

All the game he showed me

Baby don't leave me lonely

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Verse 2

Max B:

She told me "Baby never leave, me and Jimmy need you nice

Now it's time to buy ya some ice"

Different set of shit

That make you feel that you the black Nefertiti you are

I love how he switch up his bars

Get him in the mood, get some Grand Cru

Sorry, need that nigga, tell him this how great he is

Think that baby maybe his

Think that baby maybe not

Look at how the game done made me pop

Watchin' my boy, it made me stop

Had to think of him, cuz I know it's me thuggin', Remy sigh, sayin' Max

"Straighten up or you gon' go back"

Had to say a prayer for my folks

Jesus give me the strength to spare they life

Mami you tryna get you right

Take you overseas where the water's green

Boatloads of quarter-keys

This is wavy, all of this means

That these niggaz right back at the checker point

I'm with the joint, then the upper-decker, I point

 

Chorus

Max B:

Ya know, ya know, ya oh-oh

That it's a cold world

Mami should see a call girl

Show her lil' body just to get a buck

Any nigga she could fuck

Daddy I got a way

From the hood to the style

Gain Greene, Don Pro, AB

Biggaveli just let 'em be

He don't want no more cuz he taught me

All the game he showed me

Baby don't leave me lonely

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