Empire Cast – So Cold Lyrics



[Intro]
Never seen a girl like
Never put a hold on me
No I, I do it all lone
I’ll do it on my own
Nothing ever comes easy
They tell me it was just a dream, but I…
I’mma prove ’em wrong

[Verse 1]
Are you talkin’ to me?
Girl, please
Ha ha ha ha
Skrrrt
I don’t need your [?]
Don’t want your goofy ass man with the busted shoes
I’m walking all glossed up, got a lot to prove
I’m breaking necks with the way my body move
I know they asking who’s that chick with all the confidence
Stepped into the room like she’s ownin’ this
I’m coming for your check, [?]
I don’t want a piece, I want all of this

[Pre-Chorus]
And I woke up in a panic, gotta get money
Another day, another dollar
No it ain’t funny
You sing on a boat, gotta keep running
Won’t stop until I’m on top baby, like…

[Chorus]
Cold; never seen a chick so cold
Never seen a whip so cold
Tell me, have you ever seen a chick so cold? (no)
They be like “No, we never seen a chick so cold”
Never seen a chain so gold (bling)
Never seen a wrist so froze (froze)
Diamonds on my neck, I’ll glow
Ice like I’m from the North Pole
Never seen a cick so cold
Yo

[Verse 2]
You’re an irrelevant, I’m the opposite
You’re straight off the rack, I’m custom fit
Got a lot to lose, don’t know the half of it
I ain’t startin’ over, so I never quit
This is real life, no experiment
Ain’t got a care to give, it’s a deficit
You should step aside, keep it elegant
Bow down, make way for my Genesis

[Pre-Chorus]
And I woke up in a panic, gotta get money
Another day, another dollar
No it ain’t funny
You sing on a boat, gotta keep running
Won’t stop until I’m on top baby, like…

[Chorus]
Cold; never seen a chick so cold
Never seen a whip so cold
Tell me, have you ever seen a chick so cold? (no)
They be like “No, we never seen a chick so cold”
Never seen a chain so gold (bling)
Never seen a wrist so froze (froze)
Diamonds on my neck, I’ll glow
Ice like I’m from the North Pole
Never seen a cick so cold
Yo

[Bridge]
Gonna get my dollars, gonna get my chain
Won’t stop till the whole world knows my name
I’m a badass chick, didn’t come to play
And you best believe I’m ’bout to get paid
Gonna make these dollas, gonna get my chains
Gonna make this money, gonna get my fame
I’m a badass chick, didn’t come to play
And you best believe, I’m about to get paid

[Chorus]
Cold; never seen a chick so cold
Never seen a whip so cold
Tell me, have you ever seen a chick so cold? (no)
They be like “No, we never seen a chick so cold”
Never seen a chain so gold (bling)
Never seen a wrist so froze (froze)
Diamonds on my neck, I’ll glow
Ice like I’m from the North Pole
Never seen a cick so cold
Yo

[Outro]
I’m so cold
So cold
So, shining my light, I’m the best
Never seen nobody like me
So cold
So
Shining my light, I’m the best
Never seen nobody like me



Travis Scott – COFFEE BEAN Lyrics



[Intro]
This is all

[Chorus]
Bad-bad news, I’m just bad-bad news
Good thing, the two, Bonnie and Clyde
The money and who?
It’s bad news, bad-bad for you
But I’m back on the coffee bean
Anything in between (this is all, this is all)
Back of the coffee line
Back-back-back in the bathroom line (this is all)

[Verse 1]
How would you feel if I had you?
Trust me, you’ll be mad too
Shawty, we can be mad cool
Just hit me if anything past due
Your family told you I’m a bad move
Plus I’m already a black dude
Leavin’ the bathroom, my hands is half-rinsed
If only a nigga just had sense
Speaking in past tense
It’s been a week and a half since
We ain’t been speaking in mad mins
You feeling free in my absence
I’ve been going through a lot behind this glass tint, yeah
(this is all, this is all)

[Chorus]
Back of the coffee line
Back-back-back in the bathroom line (this is-)
I know they told you I’d be bad for you
Don’t worry I’ll be back for you
All the money and cars
Stripper hoes and the tattoos, bad news
Back off a coffee bean
Reflecting on all you see (this is all, this is all)

[Verse 2]
Stressing over award shows
She’s stressin’ over her wardrobe
Bought the mansion on foreclose
No matter how many tickets your tour sold
You feel this deep in your torso
Feel like someone’s readin’ your horoscope
Some shit only me and the Lord knows
SOS, that’s for those who hear this in morse code
Too many doors closed Cul-de-sacs and foreign doors
Still ended up at the North Pole
This is where remorse goes
This shit’ll have you in divorce court
Fighting over your seeds, writing over your deeds, sliding over your keys
Alimony and fees, as your lawyer proceeds
To give out bad news

[Chorus]
I’m just bad-bad news
Good thing, the two, Bonnie and Clyde
The money and who?
It’s bad news, bad-bad for you
But I’m back on the coffee bean
Anything in between (this is all, this is all)
Back of the coffee line
Back-back-back in the bathroom line (this is all)

Chief Keef – Couldn’t Take It Lyrics

Leave the door open baby, I get cakey
Daily, got the gun in, that’s on safety
Mama always told never let a nigga play me
Then I got my ass whooped, and I couldn’t take it
What’s the situation? That’s the situation baby
[?]
Cooling with the paper, balling in a major
Shoot ’em in some typa way, then baby I take that
Pull up on the mothafucking label, where my cake at?
‘Fore I up this mothafucking choppa and spray it
[?]
I’ma get some Rugers, I was tired of Glock 40’s
Put it on Blood, bitch I’m guaped shawty
Put it on cuz, I’m on hot shawty
I’ll grill ya ass, on the spot shawty
[?] to the summer, chinchillas in the winter

I heard them fuck niggas was plotting on the low
From the Chiraq, I be spying on the low
I know everything before the thot did know
Pull up on your block poppin’ shit, Crisco
I am rich now, ‘member when I was in the field

I can buy anything I want
Anything I want and then more
I ain’t never been to Mexico
But I’m smoking on Texaco
Remember pulling up in Volvos
Now I get 90 for 4 shows
Doing cars for the shows
Put it in the water, let’s flow
This ice comes from the North Pole
This don’t stop for my hoe
Man I got the fucking pack
And I got the muthafucking sack
It’s a lot of snakes in the grass

Trigga JH – The Rapper lyrics

There’s a new rapper in town
Better turn that frown upside down
I can shift you like a clown
You think you got some beats
Well, Think about all yo’ defeats
I repeat yo’ defeats
Bro why you so slow
You had to go low
Down I the flo’
Now you in with the popo
A cough up yo dough
The new rapper
With a new ladder
I be climbin’ the pole
Not in you dirty hole
With the mole
On your soul
Up at the North Pole
I swore
You were a dirty down to the core

Trinidad James – Black Santa

[Intro]
(Yeah…)
(Oh, Christmas, oh)
(Oh my Christmas time)
(This ain’t Chrismas time (2x))

[Verse 1]
Hey
Didn’t get shit for Christmas
Cause my momma, she a Witness
And my daddy, he a Christian
But I’m on that nigga shit list
I don’t trust in Santa Claus
Because that ain’t my religion
I be buyin’ gifts
For my myself and other people children’s, bitch
Christmas season, baby
Niggas robbin’ and they killin’
Drop a bomb down your chimney
Watch it blow-blow-blow
Black Santa, red bands
I’m on these hoe-hoe-hoes
I got gifts in my trunk
I’m smoking mistletoe

[Hook 2x]
Black Santa, Black Santa
Every hood know me
Black Santa, Black Santa
All my kids love me
Black Santa, Black Santa
You don’t need a Christmas tree
Black Santa, Black Santa
Everybody gon’ eat

[Verse 2]
Jewish nigga, Hanukkah
Black Santa, Kwanzaa
Black Santa, run it up
Black Santa, save it up
Black Santa, drip it in
Some Kinte clothes
I swear all my jewelry burr
Like it’s from North Pole
I ain’t climbin’ on the roof
Still doin’ back door
Single parent household
Getting heat from a stove
Kid sleepin’ on the floor
Cause we so ghetto
Black Santa give you iPhone
But it’s still Metro

[Hook 2x]
Black Santa, Black Santa
Every hood know me
Black Santa, Black Santa
All my kids love me
Black Santa, Black Santa
You don’t need a Christmas tree
Black Santa, Black Santa
Everybody gon’ eat

[Outro]
Black Santa, Black Santa [3x]
Black Santa, Black Santa (Oh, Christmas, oh)
Black Santa, Black Santa (Oh my Christmas time)
Black Santa, Black Santa (This ain’t Christmastime) [4x]
Black Santa, Black Santa

RiceGum – Christmas Song Lyrics

[Intro]
Merry Christmas everybody, you dig
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Is you naughty or you nice? Ayy
You know you fucking with Rice, ayy
Santa gon’ come in tonight, ayy
You might go blind from these lights, ayy
Sleigh, it gon’ fly like a kite, ayy
I know this just what you like, ayy
Took a risk, I rolled the dice, ayy
Now my wrist look like the Ice Age
Hop in my sleigh for the night, ayy
Rudolph about to take flight, ayy
You can come with me tonight, ayy
And I know this what you like

[Verse]
Is you naughty or you nice?
You might go blind from these lights, ayy
Santa gon’ come in tonight
Hop in the sleigh, let’s ride
Paid 250 for Guwop, ayy
Red nose in you like Rudolph, ayy
Spent 10 bands on a new watch, ayy
Everyday gettin’ to the mula, ayy
In the sleigh, I’m ‘bout to take off
Lights blind you like Ray Charles
Fast whips like I race cars
If he hatin’ call him Jake Paul
Santa, come up to the hills (hills)
Boy, I know yo ass real (real)
Fuck the cookies, you get bills (ayy)
I’m just tryna count these mills (ayy)
If she bad I get her more coal
Strippers dancing on the North Pole
How you hating? You need more dough
You not scoring, you need more goals

[Chorus]
Is you naughty or you nice? Ayy
You know you fucking with Rice, ayy
Santa gon’ come in tonight, ayy
You might go blind from these lights, ayy
Sleigh, it gon’ fly like a kite, ayy
I know this just what you like, ayy
Took a risk, I rolled the dice, ayy
Now my wrist look like the Ice Age
Hop in my sleigh for the night, ayy

Rich Chigga – Crisis (feat. 21 Savage)

Don’t cry snowman, not in front of me
Who will catch your tears if you can’t catch me?
Darling
If you can’t catch me
Darling
Don’t cry snowman, don’t leave me this way
A puddle of water can’t hold me close, baby
Can’t hold me close, baby

I want you to know that I’m never leaving
Cause I’ll miss the snow ’till death we’ll be freezing
Yeah you are my home, my home for all seasons
So come on let’s go
Let’s go below zero
And hide from the sun
I love you forever
Well, we’ll have some fun
Yes, let’s hit the North Pole and live happily
Please don’t cry no tears now it’s Christmas, baby

My snowman and me
My snowman and me
Baby

Don’t cry snowman
Don’t you fear the sun
Who’ll carry me without legs to run?
Honey
Without legs to run
Honey
Don’t cry snowman
Don’t you shed a tear
Who’ll hear my secrets if you don’t have ears?
Baby
If you don’t have ears
Baby

I want you to know that I’m never leaving
Cause I’ll miss the snow ’till death we’ll be freezing
Yeah, you are my home, my home for all seasons
So come on let’s go
Let’s go below zero
And hide from the sun
I love you forever
Well, we’ll have some fun
Yes, let’s hit the North Pole and live happily
Please don’t cry no tears now it’s Christmas baby

My snowman and me
My snowman and me
Baby

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Migos – T-Shirt – Spotify Mix Lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
Spotify, yeah
Spotify, Spotify
Spotify, Spotify
Spotify, yeah

[Verse: Offset, Quavo, & Takeoff]
Young nigga poppin’, cookie kickin’ like a rider (cookie!)
Bout to get that lamb til’ I thought about that rari (skrr skrr!)
Ain’t no doubt about it I’m yo favorite rapper artist
When you pull out that draco make sure ain’t nobody watching ( brrrt!)
Migos we the topic (Hey!), pockets extra sloppy (slop!)
On Spotify they listenin’ they can’t wait til’ we droppin’
Like my women cocky, (women!) drape em’ in Versace (‘sace!)
Fish scale wallets, Christopher Wallace (white!)
Spotify hit me, told me “Pull Up,” said “I got em’”
Number one no problem, try to stop we droppin’
Culture out there, dropped it, told em, “Hit me” when they cop it
Visuals on North Pole, ain’t no photo shoppin’
Back then when I wasn’t poppin’, y’all people told me stop it
Yeah
Thinkin’ bout money when I say cottage, so much can’t fit in my wallet
Yeah, yeah I might give my fans all my clothes yeah, yeah
I fly to Japan for my shows yeah, yeah
What you sayin’ we get those yeah, yeah
I won’t give no bag to these hoes (yeah)

[Outro: Quavo]
Yeah, no, T-shirt, T-shirt, T-shirt, T-shirt, (white!)
T-shirt, (white) T-shirt (white)
It’s that white, yeah,(white!) it’s that white yeah (white!)
Coco, do it for the Culture
Spotify I give you my word
Number one, we all around the earth
Spotify, we all around the earth
You know we comin’ for what we deserve, yeah
Culture album, out now, go get that, yeah
Yeah, WOO

Ty Dolla Sign, Lil Wayne, Imagine Dragons, Wiz Khalifa, Logic – Sucker For Pain lyrics

I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I’m a slave to your games
I’m just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna tie you down
I’m just a sucker for pain (Dolla Sign!)

I’m a sucker for pain
I got the squad tatted on me from my neck to my ankles
Pressure from the man got us all in rebellion
We gon’ go to war, yeah, without failure
Do it for the fam, dog, ten toes down, dog
Love and the loyalty that’s what we stand for
Alienated by society, all this pressure give me anxiety
Walk slow through the fire
Like, who gon’ try us?
Feeling the world go against us
So we put the world on our shoulders

I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I’m a slave to your games
I’m just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna tie you down
I’m just a sucker for pain

I been at it with my homies
It don’t matter, you don’t know me
I been rollin’ with my team, we the illest on the scene
I been riding ’round the city with my squad
I been riding ’round the city with my squad
We just posted, getting crazy, living like this is so amazing
Hold up take a step back, when we roll up, cause I know what
We been loyal, we been fam, we the ones you trust in
Won’t hesitate to go straight to your head like a concussion
I know I been bustin’, no discussion for my family
No hesitation, through my scope I see my enemy
Like what’s up? Hold up, we finna re-load up
Yes I re-load up, I know what up, I know what up

I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I’m a slave to your games
I’m just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna tie you down
I’m just a sucker for pain

I’m devoted to destruction
A full dosage of detrimental dysfunction
I’m dying slow but the devil tryna rush me
See I’m a fool for pain, I’m a dummy
Might cut my head off right after I slit my throat
Tongue kiss a shark, got jealous bitches up in the boat
Eating peanut butter and jelly fishes on toast
And if I get stung I get stoked, might choke
Like I chewed a chunk of charcoal
Naked in the North Pole
That’s why my heart cold, full of sorrow, the lost soul
And only Lord knows when I’m coming to the crossroads
So I don’t fear shit but tomorrow
And I’m a sucker for pain, it ain’t nothing but pain
You just fuckin’ complain, you ain’t tough as you claim
Just stay up in your lane, just don’t fuck with Lil Wayne
I’mma jump from a plane or stand in front of a train
Cause I’m a sucker for pain

Used to doing bad, now we feel like we just now getting it
Ain’t got no other way so we started and finished it
No pain, no gain
Never stand down, made our own way
Never going slow, we pick up the pace
This is what we wanted from a young age
No emotion, that’s what business is
Lord have mercy on the witnesses

I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I’m just a sucker for pain

More pain
Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
For more pain
Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
For more pain
Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
For more pain
Got me begging

Gucci Mane – St. Brick Intro (The Return Of East Atlanta Santa Album)

[Intro]
An igloo full of snow and a white stove
House full of naked hoes snortin’ blow
Its so lonely at the top, plus its real cold
A house full of hoes and they cookin’ blow
I’m in zone six aka the North Pole

[Verse]
Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert
It’s the middle of December she pulled up in a skirt
Santa Claus of the hood
I pull up with the work
They call me East Atlanta Santa
Run up on me get murked
I’m just trappin’ through the snow
Sellin’ nine half a bricks in four ways
Over the hills we go
Got an extendo and an AK (gra, gra, gra)
I’m a neighborhood philanthropist
I’m sellin’ bales of cannabis
Preachin’ like an evangelist
But I don’t fuck with amateurs
I drive spiders, yeah, tarantulas
My diamonds are immaculate
I’m not on no romantic shit
But I’m cookin’ cocaine, candle lit
I’m so trill, your hoe can’t handle it
But damn, that bitch can suck a dick
Skeeted on her face and lip
Guwop can’t fuck no basic bitch
The teacher teachin’ arithmetic
Show you how to whip a brick
Learn you how you run your clique
And told you how to kill a snitch
My young girl she a freaky chick
But damn she on that sneaky shit
Ran off with a half a zip
And now I got to slap a trick
All these record labels broke as shit
Ricky Dinky record shit
I sell more meth than a Mexican
My dog food yea its excellent
I done started sellin’ Christmas tree
I’m tryna jingle bells hoe
Its Christmas time its Hollis, Queens
I’m stompin’ in my shell toes
Christmas time in ’96
I asked Santa for twelve goals
But now Guwop got gifts to give
But I don’t fuck with twelve though

[Outro]
Santa Claus in the city, bag full of goodies
I wish these faggot-ass cops would let a nigga live
I’m tryna come down the chimney with a 100 mil
I’m the Bricksquad boss I’m like Santa Claus

Mariah Carey, Adele, Lady Gaga & More – All I Want For Christmas Is You (Carpool Karaoke)

I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don’t care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true oh
All I want for Christmas is you

I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need, and I
Don’t care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don’t need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won’t make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day

I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you

I won’t ask for much this Christmas
I won’t even wish for snow, and I
I just wanna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe

I won’t make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won’t even stay awake
To hear those magic reindeer click

‘Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Oh, Baby all I want for Christmas is you

All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children’s
Laughter fills the air

And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won’t you bring me
The one I really need
Won’t you please bring my baby to me quickly

I don’t want a lot for Christmas
This is all I’m asking for
I just wanna see my baby
Standing right outside my door

I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is you

All I want for Christmas is you, baby

R. Kelly – Mrs. Santa Claus (12 Nights Of Christmas Album) letras

I just came back from a lovely trip along the Milky Way
Stopped off at the North Pole to spend a holiday
I called on dear old Santa Claus
To see what I could see
He took me to his workshop
And told his plans to me, so

[Chorus]
You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He’s making a list and checking it twice
Gonna find out who’s naughty and nice
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He sees you when you’re sleepin’
He knows when you’re a wake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Oh! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town

With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
And curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Then kids in Girl and Boy land will have a jubilee
They’re gonna build a Toyland all around the Christmas tree
So! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town

Now Santa is a busy man, He has no time to play
He’s got millions of stockings to fill on Christmas day
You’d better write your letter now
And mail it right away
Because he’s getting ready
His reindeer’s and his sleigh. So

[Chorus]
You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He’s making a list and checking it twice
Gonna find out who’s naughty and nice
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He sees you when you’re sleepin’
He knows when you’re a wake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Oh! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town

With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
And curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Then kids in Girl and Boy land will have a jubilee
They’re gonna build a Toyland all around the Christmas tree
So! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town