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Money Man – So Cold Lyrics

So Cold by Money Man:
How you’d be so cold
I got them packs on the road
I wanna travel the globe
I’ma go in beast mode
I wanna put my hands on you
I wanna run that money up too
I just sent the location, baby, come thru, yeah
Bring a couple friends with you, yeah
I’ma have fun with you, yeah
Shawty, get comfortable

How could you be so cold?
How can you have no heart?
Ho can you have no feelings?
Keep anger bottled up?
You don’t like to talk too much
That childish shit give you a rush
I just wanna swip these cards
Now she back, my god
Now she back, good lord
And got the designers galore
Take it off what you waiting for
Exotic gon’ cost two more
I won’t come to you
I just wanna come on you
I just wanna fuck on you
I just wanna love on you
I’ma send hunnit through

I just wanna trap ’round alleys
I’m not repeating your track
Nigga everything we do nasty
Serve a nigga, tun to the package
She be on her knees like a baptist
Trying to be perfect so I practice
Heard she do yoga, sell liner
I’ma bend her over like a stretcher
She the type that like to get appressive
I’m the type that like to sell pressure
Every bay came with extra
Don’t nobody fuck me better
Don’t nobody suck me better

How you’d be so cold
I got them packs on the road
I wanna travel the globe
I’ma go in beast mode
I wanna put my hands on you
I wanna run that money up too
I just sent the location, baby, come thru, yeah
Bring a couple friends with you, yeah
I’ma have fun with you, yeah
Shawty, get comfortable

How could you be so cold?
How can you have no heart?
Ho can you have no feelings?
Keep anger bottled up?
You don’t like to talk too much
That childish shit give you a rush
I just wanna swip these cards
Now she back, my god
Now she back, good lord
And got the designers galore
Take it off what you waiting for
Exotic gon’ cost two more
I won’t come to you
I just wanna come on you
I just wanna fuck on you
I just wanna love on you
I’ma send hunnit through