Phoenixinredd - Cozy (feat. Jro & Shaq) Lyrics

I kinda miss the old me
Tired of the cold me
He a cock-block
Shoot my shot, and he the goalie
When I make some mula I might choose to send a Rollie
Beggars can't be choosers
It's so hard to choose a brodie
I don't want a roadie
I just want a lover
Someone who get cozy
With me under covers
F*ck without a rubber
Skin as smooth as butter
Hands on each other, feel her fingers on my stubble

On the road to riches, all you bitches finna stumble
When I throw my hundreds, all you bitches finna grumble
We spit real bars while you bitches moan and mumble
I might call a Hail Mary when I'm in the huddle, lil bitch

She wanna get cozy with me
Wanna go f*ck with the birds and the bees
She calling me honey, the sap in the tree
I'm making her tap out, and counting to three
I'm not tryna tell you what you cannot be
I'm just a asshole while I'm counting my Z's
Just give me the keys and get on your knees
My whip and my chick gotta be overseas
In the palace, I'm running the game
Hopped in the pussy, I feel like a Maverick
Money make a nigga switch to the baddest
Money hyping up a nigga status
I got the E, and it's making me anxious
Money motivate a nigga status
I cannot dumb it down
I burn the whole block, it's the summer now
Don't let it get hot, Imma gun you down
If the grip too hard, Imma wipe it down
If her drip too hard, Imma wife her now
Roll a whole pound, yeah, we smoking pounds
These niggas so foul like they outta bounds
We runnin' up numbers, so hard to count

Lighter flick like Weezy in this bitch
It's too easy, I'm legit
I can see they tryna switch
Put some glass up in your grits
Make you spazz on all your kids
Pass the blunt around the whip
Kush is laced, we finna trip
I'm convinced that I'm the shit
They convinced hearing me spit
Out in Dubai with the Sheikh
Out in London, shoutout Nip
I was crazy off the rip
Kill the pussy, let's say rip
See the fabric of the world
My plan is to make it rip, lord
I hope my city like me (Please)
Hope these bitches like me (Please)
Put a muzzle on these rappers, they ain't finna bite me (They not)
You inflame the situation, call you laryngitis
You the one who's instigating, why you always tight?
Damn

I cut the ties down
I got the A on lockdown
I spinning all the block downs
I'm really shutting the streets down
Now this is my sound
I'm coming after two sounds
I could go for more rounds, but I'm really lacking time now
Let's get to the point (Point)
Different toys (Toys)
Mainly cause of differing noise (Noise)
Tall stacks
Mainly cause I'm not looking back
"Cum in me, Shaq!"
I can't stop hearing that

I kinda miss the old me
Tired of the cold me
He a cock-block
Shoot my shot, and he the goalie
When I make some mula I might choose to send a Rollie
Beggars can't be choosers
It's so hard to choose a homie
I don't want a roadie
I just want a lover
Someone who get cozy
With me under covers
F*ck without a rubber
Skin as smooth as butter
Hands on each other, feel her fingers on my stubble, yeah