
Cold
by N8le
She likin' on me
I put my number in her phone
She grindin' on me
I said I wanna take you home
Your so cold when I met you
Your so cold when I met you
Your iris vibrant, looking at me
Violent, Italian, down with the scene
Mouthy around me, bad when she speak
You the lightning striking, stab to the beat
Your so cold when I met you
So cold when I met you
So cold when I met you
Thinking how I'm gonna get you
She likin' on me
I put my number in her phone
She grindin' on me
I said I wanna take you home
Your so cold when I met you
Your so cold when I met you
Status: attractive
That attitude imagine
Sarcastic and your laughing
Classic with that passion
Flirtatious and gracious
Creative with your phrasing
And maybe I'm just waiting
But I'd like to get acquainted
Your so cold when I met you
So cold when I met you
So cold when I met you
Thinking how I'm gonna get you
She likin' on me
I put that number in her phone
She grindin' on me
I said I wanna take you home
Your so cold when I met you
Your so cold when I met you
She likin' on me
I put that number in her phone
She grindin' on me
I said I wanna take you home
Your so cold when I met you
Your so cold when I met you
She likin' on me
I put that number in her phone
She grindin' on me
I said I wanna take you home
Your so cold when I met you
Your so cold when I met you
She likin' on me
I put that number in her phone
She grindin' on me
I said I wanna take you home
Your so cold when I met you
Your so cold when I met you
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