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COLD/WARM BLOODED Video (MV)




Performed By: JODY KOFU
Length: 2:53
Written by: Nate Kulikowski, Zac Herdrich




JODY KOFU - COLD/WARM BLOODED Lyrics




I'm cold blooded
Feel my hands
You wanna dance
Then let's dance
Got calluses, you got plans
You flying to the south of France
Im surviving climates of this land
Divide and conquer it again
Again and again and again and again
To be with my girl's all i want in the end
Just riding in my Buick
No Benz or newer
Only rollin' with bentleys if I'm playin as Sly Cooper
Chic chic, shoot ya
With love or for love
How you think i made
All my DVDs my horcrux
This my forest
Just made for us
My chic gorgeous
My God soars us
The sky black
The stars enormous
See through the dark
When ya'll enforce it
Thats our difference
You have vision
I see visions
Words to scriptures
I make the fire you use in the kitchen
If you cook the crack then i wanna commission
Capitalism corrupted the system
I want out the box
So check where my fist is
Ya'll be too focused on how my watch glistens
Jab at the wall till my knuckles hit kill-switch

Buy everything that I want
Sell everything that I have
Sweep a body under your rug
Black boy wave a white flag
Waiting all this time
Hiding dirty laundry
Please just run your mouth
Like how you run your f*cking country

Ok I'm warm blooded
When I hold bludgeons
Cutting store budgets
When the war doesn't
Can't afford to muzzle
What the orange buzzes
I'm a quarter size
Of what the board instructed
But the border only
Brought the hoarded weapons
Hold my peace of mind
Like an eastern nine
I'mma keep on trying
'Til the rich evicted
Need a reason why
Got some pieces missing

Pushin' the pushin' the pushin' the buttons
I'm feeling I'm feeling like Benjamin Button
I'm looking young but I'm old inside
See my home, my domicile
It's cold inside
I'm old and wise
The frozen lava where gold resides
I'm chosen molded I'm a oenophile
Oenophile cause I've had a lot to whine about
Not tryna pout
So I chose to ride
My open mind is too open
Parts hope to die
So hopefully i can un-break that
Open eye
I'm open, wow
AMA
I'm only
A-OK
When you say your great
And say your grace
That's a KO Nate
Blaow

Buy everything that I want
Sell everything that I have
Sweep a body under your rug
Black boy wave a white flag
Waiting all this time
Hiding dirty laundry
Please just run your mouth
Like how you run your f*cking country
Buy everything that I want
Sell everything that I have
Sweep a body under your rug
Black boy wave a white flag
Waiting all this time
Hiding dirty laundry
Please just run your mouth
Like how you run your f*cking country
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I'm cold blooded
Feel my hands
You wanna dance
Then let's dance
Got calluses, you got plans
You flying to the south of France
Im surviving climates of this land
Divide and conquer it again
Again and again and again and again
To be with my girl's all i want in the end
Just riding in my Buick
No Benz or newer
Only rollin' with bentleys if I'm playin as Sly Cooper
Chic chic, shoot ya
With love or for love
How you think i made
All my DVDs my horcrux
This my forest
Just made for us
My chic gorgeous
My God soars us
The sky black
The stars enormous
See through the dark
When ya'll enforce it
Thats our difference
You have vision
I see visions
Words to scriptures
I make the fire you use in the kitchen
If you cook the crack then i wanna commission
Capitalism corrupted the system
I want out the box
So check where my fist is
Ya'll be too focused on how my watch glistens
Jab at the wall till my knuckles hit kill-switch

Buy everything that I want
Sell everything that I have
Sweep a body under your rug
Black boy wave a white flag
Waiting all this time
Hiding dirty laundry
Please just run your mouth
Like how you run your f*cking country

Ok I'm warm blooded
When I hold bludgeons
Cutting store budgets
When the war doesn't
Can't afford to muzzle
What the orange buzzes
I'm a quarter size
Of what the board instructed
But the border only
Brought the hoarded weapons
Hold my peace of mind
Like an eastern nine
I'mma keep on trying
'Til the rich evicted
Need a reason why
Got some pieces missing

Pushin' the pushin' the pushin' the buttons
I'm feeling I'm feeling like Benjamin Button
I'm looking young but I'm old inside
See my home, my domicile
It's cold inside
I'm old and wise
The frozen lava where gold resides
I'm chosen molded I'm a oenophile
Oenophile cause I've had a lot to whine about
Not tryna pout
So I chose to ride
My open mind is too open
Parts hope to die
So hopefully i can un-break that
Open eye
I'm open, wow
AMA
I'm only
A-OK
When you say your great
And say your grace
That's a KO Nate
Blaow

Buy everything that I want
Sell everything that I have
Sweep a body under your rug
Black boy wave a white flag
Waiting all this time
Hiding dirty laundry
Please just run your mouth
Like how you run your f*cking country
Buy everything that I want
Sell everything that I have
Sweep a body under your rug
Black boy wave a white flag
Waiting all this time
Hiding dirty laundry
Please just run your mouth
Like how you run your f*cking country
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Writer: Nate Kulikowski, Zac Herdrich
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