Lupe Fiasco - Super Cold (Raak Remix) Lyrics






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Super Cold (Raak Remix) Lyrics

[Lupe Fiasco:]
Cold blooded, chilly skin
Can't touch it like your front wheel when it's willie in
Or they'll seat your free, like free willie friend
Wanted to see Free Willie really swim
I'm super cold, my jacket thin
I'm too below like a marching band
That means I'm super deep, u surfer skim
I'm the whole thing, u niggas two percent
Put em up on that carton, I think I'm losing them
Bring all those St. Bernards in, let's get some brews in them
You know them dogs with them barrells on their neck
And I'm a keep it cool like airholes on the tech
I be moving birds like a scarecrow's on the set
Par dope ass nigga, and old man winter
Christmas time diamonds singing carols on my chest
Step up off the jet looking like a pharoahe in the flesh

{Let em know}
I'm super cold, I'm super cold
{Please let them know}
I'm super cold
{Please let them know}
I'm super cold

This life we made for us

[Asaad:]
Com saroj dutta flow, politics as usual
At home in my zone like an eskimo at 2 below
Good could be better, still I wish I knew what I know
Super cold, freezer burn, ugly and beautiful
Been in my zone for days, fortune favors the brave
Talent outshines hype, and hard work always pays
My mood is tote melange, the sky's obama gray
The flow is carolina blue, I wear red 1s every day
I'm super cold
Free Chilly, Free Has, Free Jimmy
Free Big Meech, Free Tony
Flow's well, Free Willie
A long way from what Asaad knows
Free lunch and two pennies
I'm taking it to the Moon
And I'm a let them know I'm from North Philly
I went live and it's ironic
Super cold, Nostalgic
My bad bitch is cold hearted
Feed thee follow rocket
Color temperature climate
You ask how I describe it
Hood meets Antartic
I'm out of here, Harry Collins

{Let em know}
I'm super cold, I'm super cold
{Please let them know}
I'm super cold
{Please let them know}
I'm super cold

This life we made for us

I'm super cold, In my Louboutins
Under Phillip Lims
What's them bitches? Super thin
Tag along with a superstar
See the car that I'm cruising in
The Coupe's color banana pudding
The same exact one the proof is in
Blinded by that glare off of that spotlight that they view us in
Mandarin - Oriental, Red Eye-they flew us in
She half black, Speak Spanish
She Afro and Peruvian
Gansevoort, Sofitel, K West and we lose it in
Like you pretend
But the bow on the hood of the 2 door crept up with the bluest tint
I'm flying off, wings out
Burning down, foolish sin
Love hurts, brush 'em off
Once again, drew em' in
Once again, this cold flow
I jotted down with my super pen
One man, All this power
Feeling like I'm a super friend
Been a while, I'm working hard
It's my time, I'm moving in
Only God knows, my arms raised
Just waiting on him to just cue me in
The best writer, hands down
I'm blacking out, nigga, roll some in

{Let 'em know}
I'm super cold, I'm super cold
{Please let them know}
I'm super cold
{Please let them know}
I'm super cold

This life we made for us
You're never gonna take it

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