I done waited my whole life
Or at least that's what it feels like
Gotta keep that pole tight
Niggas tryna slide on me
Women tryna lie on me
Y'all gon' have to take y'all lick
When I was all in you wasn't on shit
36 pointers! 36 pointers
Got em bustin' out the bando
You know I want you, You know I want you
I just can't do the lame hoes
We in the club
Poppin' them bottles
Thuggin' them models
Look, poppin my collar
Cold hearted don all year Iced up Nigga need a coat
I ain't never had a problem with niggas
My problem is these niggas broke
Broke niggas is the worst
Leave them niggas in the dirt
Switch em up like the seasons
Put a nigga on a shirt
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Got the whole gang with me, I'm turnt
Shawty say she got a waterfall, But out here leavin' niggas burnt
Young nigga, I'm turnt!
Young nigga, I'm lit!
Nigga had two switches on him And the nigga still got switched
He thought the guns could save him
He thought the gang could save him
Only the Lord could save him
Like my women, different flavors
I'm talkin' flavors like Flav
Middle finger to the haters
You know I'm married to the gang, yeah
Look, keepin' it P cause I'm really a pimp
A nigga so high, I'm talkin' so high In the clouds, I'm really a blimp
Not too many fishes up in the sea In my city, they really some shrimps
How you gang gang killin' niggas over women? You really a simp
Nigga, you really a bleep
Like the clean version on the TV
All the bad women wanna know me
You ain't real, nigga, you the police
Say you with it shawty gotta show me
Ain't runnin' me out of my city, I run the game like Kobe
Rest in peace that nigga Poohley,
Yeah!
36 pointers! 36 pointers
Got em bustin' out the bando
You know I want you, You know I want you
I just can't do the lame hoes
We in the club
Poppin' them bottles
Thuggin' them models
Look, poppin my collar
Cold hearted don all year Iced up Nigga need a coat
I ain't never had a problem with niggas
My problem is these niggas broke
Broke niggas is the worst
Leave them niggas in the dirt
Switch em up like the seasons
Put a nigga on a shirt
Leave them niggas on the
Oh yea yea yea
Big Don - Cold Hearted Don Lyrics
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I done waited my whole life
Or at least that's what it feels like
Gotta keep that pole tight
Niggas tryna slide on me
Women tryna lie on me
Y'all gon' have to take y'all lick
When I was all in you wasn't on shit
36 pointers! 36 pointers
Got em bustin' out the bando
You know I want you, You know I want you
I just can't do the lame hoes
We in the club
Poppin' them bottles
Thuggin' them models
Look, poppin my collar
Cold hearted don all year Iced up Nigga need a coat
I ain't never had a problem with niggas
My problem is these niggas broke
Broke niggas is the worst
Leave them niggas in the dirt
Switch em up like the seasons
Put a nigga on a shirt
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Got the whole gang with me, I'm turnt
Shawty say she got a waterfall, But out here leavin' niggas burnt
Young nigga, I'm turnt!
Young nigga, I'm lit!
Nigga had two switches on him And the nigga still got switched
He thought the guns could save him
He thought the gang could save him
Only the Lord could save him
Like my women, different flavors
I'm talkin' flavors like Flav
Middle finger to the haters
You know I'm married to the gang, yeah
Look, keepin' it P cause I'm really a pimp
A nigga so high, I'm talkin' so high In the clouds, I'm really a blimp
Not too many fishes up in the sea In my city, they really some shrimps
How you gang gang killin' niggas over women? You really a simp
Nigga, you really a bleep
Like the clean version on the TV
All the bad women wanna know me
You ain't real, nigga, you the police
Say you with it shawty gotta show me
Ain't runnin' me out of my city, I run the game like Kobe
Rest in peace that nigga Poohley,
Yeah!
36 pointers! 36 pointers
Got em bustin' out the bando
You know I want you, You know I want you
I just can't do the lame hoes
We in the club
Poppin' them bottles
Thuggin' them models
Look, poppin my collar
Cold hearted don all year Iced up Nigga need a coat
I ain't never had a problem with niggas
My problem is these niggas broke
Broke niggas is the worst
Leave them niggas in the dirt
Switch em up like the seasons
Put a nigga on a shirt
Leave them niggas on the
Oh yea yea yea
Or at least that's what it feels like
Gotta keep that pole tight
Niggas tryna slide on me
Women tryna lie on me
Y'all gon' have to take y'all lick
When I was all in you wasn't on shit
36 pointers! 36 pointers
Got em bustin' out the bando
You know I want you, You know I want you
I just can't do the lame hoes
We in the club
Poppin' them bottles
Thuggin' them models
Look, poppin my collar
Cold hearted don all year Iced up Nigga need a coat
I ain't never had a problem with niggas
My problem is these niggas broke
Broke niggas is the worst
Leave them niggas in the dirt
Switch em up like the seasons
Put a nigga on a shirt
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Got the whole gang with me, I'm turnt
Shawty say she got a waterfall, But out here leavin' niggas burnt
Young nigga, I'm turnt!
Young nigga, I'm lit!
Nigga had two switches on him And the nigga still got switched
He thought the guns could save him
He thought the gang could save him
Only the Lord could save him
Like my women, different flavors
I'm talkin' flavors like Flav
Middle finger to the haters
You know I'm married to the gang, yeah
Look, keepin' it P cause I'm really a pimp
A nigga so high, I'm talkin' so high In the clouds, I'm really a blimp
Not too many fishes up in the sea In my city, they really some shrimps
How you gang gang killin' niggas over women? You really a simp
Nigga, you really a bleep
Like the clean version on the TV
All the bad women wanna know me
You ain't real, nigga, you the police
Say you with it shawty gotta show me
Ain't runnin' me out of my city, I run the game like Kobe
Rest in peace that nigga Poohley,
Yeah!
36 pointers! 36 pointers
Got em bustin' out the bando
You know I want you, You know I want you
I just can't do the lame hoes
We in the club
Poppin' them bottles
Thuggin' them models
Look, poppin my collar
Cold hearted don all year Iced up Nigga need a coat
I ain't never had a problem with niggas
My problem is these niggas broke
Broke niggas is the worst
Leave them niggas in the dirt
Switch em up like the seasons
Put a nigga on a shirt
Leave them niggas on the
Oh yea yea yea
Writer: Donald Hunter
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid