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Tom MacDonald

Cold Coffee

 

Cold Coffee

(album: See You Tomorrow - 2015)


Fuck them boys forever, we won't ever bust
Yeah, we good
Fuck them boys forever
No one can stop me
No one can stop me though

Fuck the boys that talking, we don't hear a sound
We just run the city while they run their mouths
Fuck them boys forever, I won't ever bust
They ain't on our level, all I see is us
Fuck the hoes, we ain't ever drunk or nothing, fuck
Even when we faded and the bottle done
Fuck them hoes forever like it never ends
If I have to I would fuck all you girls to death
I been on my "fuck them, they can't touch me" shit
I ain't tryna duck 'em, tell me where they is

And no one can stop me
No one can stop me
I'm hot as a mug and I'm drinking cold coffee
No one can stop me now
No one can stop me
I'm too hot to touch and I don't give a fuck with a cup of cold coffee
I ain't worried 'bout these rappers that been at my throat
Y'all be talking big but you ain't really 'bout it though
Got my finger on the trigger and I'm 'bout to pull it
I got ammo, I'm in Cali and I'm sweating bullets

Fuck the club, invite the party to my building
Bring them boys around, I got some pussy chilling
Fuck the cops ideas with the noise complaints
My neighbors never felt me but they feel the bass
Fuck all these rappers trying to compete
No one heard of them but I swear everybody heard of me
Fuck all of these greasy groupies and the wannabe promoters
I ain't showing up unless the money right for my performance

And no one can stop me
No one can stop me
I'm hot as a mug and I'm drinking cold coffee
No one can stop me now
No one can stop me
I'm too hot to touch and I don't give a fuck with a cup of cold coffee
I ain't worried 'bout these rappers that been at my throat
Y'all be talking big but you ain't really 'bout it though
Got my finger on the trigger and I'm 'bout to pull it
I got ammo, I'm in Cali and I'm sweating bullets
(I got ammo, I'm in Cali and I'm sweating bullets)
(Bullets, bullets)
(I got ammo, I'm in Cali and I'm sweating bullets)

I ain't worried 'bout these rappers that been at my throat
Y'all be talking big but you ain't really 'bout it though
Got my finger on the trigger and I'm 'bout to pull it
I got ammo, I'm in Cali and I'm sweating bullets
I got ammo, I'm in Cali and I'm sweating bullets
I got ammo, I'm in Cali and I'm sweating bullets

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