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Cold Shower (Explicit) - Skepta/Project Pat
Lyrics by:Skepta/Project Pat/M1onthebeat/Baso/cxzy/BZM
Composed by:Skepta/Project Pat/M1onthebeat/Baso/cxzy/BZM
Produced by:Skepta/M1onthebeat/Baso/cxzy/BZM
Yeah
Woke up this mornin' had to take a cold shower
Ice
I swear I fell in love with the power
When you die it's gon' feel like you've been alive for one hour
Huh?
Gotta stack my money high like the Trump Tower
Ha
Yeah I miss my brother but the pussy turned sour
Pussy
He's a rotten apple movin' like a wild flower
Snakes in the grass cut it with the lawnmower
Greaze
I used to be the smoker robbin' like The Joker
Streets devil's playground I weren't playin' poker
Smooth like hookah God have mercy on me
He throwin' blessings on me I pray I receive the grace
Diamonds on my teeth Gucci on my face
I got ice all 'round my throat Louis on my waist
Foreign cars I can race no police on the case
Tryna put me up on game tied like a shoelace
My man tote the Glock boy know how we rock boy
My name ringin' out here like I'm a top boy
But I'm not boy I'm stayin' on the beggar
Rockin' me a show on stage like Mick Jagger
Rack after rack-a stack after stack-a
Countin' up that blue cheese in back of a 'Lac-a
Rack after rack-a stack after stack-a
Countin' up that blue cheese in back of a 'Lac-a
Woke up this mornin' had to take a cold shower
Ice
I swear I fell in love with the power
When you die it's gon' feel like you've been alive for one hour
Huh?
Gotta stack my money high like the Trump Tower
Ha
Yeah I miss my brother but the pussy turned sour
Pussy
He's a rotten apple movin' like a wild flower
Snakes in the grass cut it with the lawnmower
Greaze
At first I bought a one spinner then a 9 lived a life of crime
It was hammer time a lot of bine flyin'
Told myself I need to get rich or die tryin'
Greaze
If you don't face your fears probably gon' die cryin'
Boom-boom
See we slept through the day shottin' through the nighttime
Gave the fiend a extra pebble yeah 'cause she call me five time
Brrt
Meridian a bloodline you're talkin' five lines
Praise the Lord life is gettin' better like some fine wine
Now we shine in the booth spittin' crack I'm still whippin'
Can't nobody nobody fuck with my kitchen
Yeah
Tell a boy"Look again" if you thought that I was slippin'
Talkin' crud we leave a pool of blood and your guy's swimmin'
Gang we're Pagola chillin' with some fine women
Smoke all day like Bob Marley yeah we're high livin'
Say a prayer before I go to sleep 'cause I know I'm sinnin'
Look at the fit I need a towel know you see a guy drippin'
Drippin'
Woke up this mornin' had to take a cold shower
Ice
I swear I fell in love with the power
When you die it's gon' feel like you've been alive for one hour
Huh?
Gotta stack my money high like the Trump Tower
Ha
Yeah I miss my brother but the pussy turned sour
Pussy
He's a rotten apple movin' like a wild flower
Snakes in the grass cut it with the lawnmower
Greaze