b#tch, chama o Real, yea, for real
30 graus lá fora mas o meu pulso tá frozen
Copo tá com lama, já juntei a minha potion
Olha só para a forma que a alcateia faz a pose
Se a turma tá good, é a base para tar cozy
30 graus lá fora mas o meu pulso tá frozen
Copo tá com lama, já juntei a minha potion
Olha só para a forma que a alcateia faz a pose
Se a turma tá good, é a base para tar cozy
Yeah
b#tch, eu ‘tou na kitchen tipo cozinheiro
Quero cash até pensar que ‘tou a alucinar
Tanto parasita à espera que eu vá cair
Mas eu ‘tou sempre na lua tipo Abdul-Jabbar
Na city já sabem que quando eu cuspo é fayah
Vendo a minha dope sem usar hash e navalha
Tenho o toque dе Midas, qualquer beat vira malha
(Enquanto a shawty) Só pedе chapada no booty
É bala para a minha UZI
Quero uma chain cromada
E pôr na minha momma uma mala da Louis (Vuitton)
Meu stu virou avião
Cabeça roça na lua tipo que virei LeBron
30 graus lá fora mas o meu pulso tá frozen
Copo tá com lama, já juntei a minha potion
Olha só para a forma que a alcateia faz a pose
Se a turma tá good, é a base para tar cozy
30 graus lá fora mas o meu pulso tá frozen
Copo tá com lama, já juntei a minha potion
Olha só para a forma que a alcateia faz a pose
Se a turma tá good, é a base para tar cozy
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Vácuo – Hoje
Sonhos tomam conta – maladaptive daydreaming
COZY Lyrics English
b#tch, calls the real, Yea, is real
30 degrees out there but my pulse is frozen
Cup is with mud, I already joined my potion
Look at the way the tarps do the pose
If the class is good, it’s the base for Tar Cozy
30 degrees out there but my pulse is frozen
Cup is with mud, I already joined my potion
Look at the way the tarps do the pose
If the class is good, it’s the base for Tar Cozy
Yeah
b#tch, I’m in the kitchen type kitchen
I want cash until I think I’m hallucinating
So much parasite waiting that I will fall
But I’m always on the moon type abdul-jabbar
At City you already know that when I spit it is Fayah
Seeing my dope without using hash and razor
I have the touch of the measidas, any beat becomes mesh
(While shawty) only pedes patched on booty
It’s bullet for my UZI
I want a chrome chain
And put on my momma a bag of Louis (Vuitton)
My stu turned airplane
Head on the moon Type that I turned Lebron
30 degrees out there but my pulse is frozen
Cup is with mud, I already joined my potion
Look at the way the tarps do the pose
If the class is good, it’s the base for Tar Cozy
30 degrees out there but my pulse is frozen
Cup is with mud, I already joined my potion
Look at the way the tarps do the pose
If the class is good, it’s the base for Tar Cozy
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
R7ALNESS Lyrics – COZY