[Intro: Lavell Jones]
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I wrote a song, so sing along,
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Jones, JB, DP, Heavy
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[Hook: Josh Brown]
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Red lipstick on the glass, baby you got class
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Cold woman, warm wine, breakfast at Tiffany¡¯s
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Sippin¡¯ at Benny Han Han,
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You barely fit up in them pants,
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Baby you got ass,
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Cold woman, warm wine,
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Take off your clothes but go ahead and take your time.
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[Verse 1: Josh Brown]
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Cold women, but the wine is warm
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Said she¡¯d be a star the day she was born
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I¡¯m telling you she gotta be an actress
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Plus she more laid back than a mattress
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Barely fit those jeans, have you seen her assets?
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She just care about the future, what¡¯s the past tense?
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I¡¯ll tell you what she¡¯s past all her ex¡¯s
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Cause she busy sending me X¡¯s, and O¡¯s
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See a mirror she pose, her favorite magazine Vogue
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High heels, pretty toes, always shopping for clothes
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Girl you must be cold, cause everybody just froze
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Yeah she knows, exactly what she doin¡¯
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Got a text say that she moving,
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To L.A. cause she wanna be famous,
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Let¡¯s see how far this girl she can take this
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: Derrell Peoples]
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Now I ain't saying she's a golddigger, but she ain't showing no love to you broke niggas
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With no figures in the bank account, you better be a dope dealer at least to take her out, ouch
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She got dreams of the life and the fame
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Miss Miami Nights meets Dwyane Wade
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But she lady Lebron James the way she play the game
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She even fade away every time she hit the J
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Easy momma, primadonna, you too Lady Gaga
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The devil in some red Prada and she love Rihanna
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Need an umbrella, chip on her shoulder
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I look in her face, and this what I told her
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I'll be right there by your side if you need me with it
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And I'll probably change your life if you leave me in it
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But you too superficial girl and you be trippin¡¯, so before we even started baby girl we be finished
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[Interlude: Josh Brown]
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Baby girl, let me, let me change the mood for a little
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See as I, pour this wine into that fancy glass in your hand
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You start to tell me that you¡¯re searching for real love
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(Is that really it girl)
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Now baby girl I know that, I may not be all the man you want me to be, but girl
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Just know that I will be that real love
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And if you ever need me, girl if you ever need me, girl you better look me in my eye
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I¡¯m letting go of my pride girl, and that¡¯s just deep inside
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So take off your clothes (please, please), if you may, but just stay
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[Verse 3: Lavell Jones]
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Baby, do you want that moscato and drive in a brand new Tahoe and make the people say bravo?
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Oh, you want the fancy life? You the fancy type
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You on that Drake and Swizz Beatz, oh yeah you fancy right?
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I don¡¯t know bout you, but, you can¡¯t really give it up
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And you don¡¯t know when enough is enough
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You drunk off the could be¡¯s and won¡¯t ever sober up
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You want the Merlot, Cabernet, with the Chateau
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Drinks that you can¡¯t pronounce though
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Zinfandel and Plum Loco
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Girl now you so is loco, you know that I¡¯m off that local,
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You know that I¡¯m in that go, go, I see you just cryin¡¯ YOLO
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Please, you be livin¡¯ and cuttin¡¯ it close, and they the ones that be doin¡¯ the most
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Yeah, get the cash and go tear up the coast
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Now put your glass in the air and just toast, with the
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[Hook]
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[Outro: Lavell Jones]
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Take yo time, Uh take yo time
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Cold woman with warm wine
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I¡¯m only sayin¡¯ whats on my mind
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Say it one more time
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Cold Woman Warm Wine
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Lavell Jones |