They always tell me that I'm colder than ice
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But try your best to not get caught in the hype
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'Cause I could give you back control of your life
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You better handle me with caution, caution
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You try to mess with me, you gonna pay the price
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I do my dirt and then I'm gone in the night
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Don't try to tell me that I'm wrong when I'm right
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'Cause I ain't really with the talking
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You're walking into the end of a knife
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I wasn't really doing much
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But chilling in the kitchen
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Laying in the cut, you know, playing my position
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Watching the Super Bowl, really, that's like tradition
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And then that's when I had a vision
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What I did to my old girl
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Look at it how it's dripping off of your curls
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And if I say any more they probably gonna hurl
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I'll summarize it by saying it's a cold world, a cold world
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All I can tell you is I knew I'd cut her off, you could say it was destined
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One day I saw her getting fresh with one of her X men
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That's when I disappeared and she was definitely stressing
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Now she's guessing but I guess that'll teach her a lesson
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I been sharp, baby, and you know your reflection
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Will shine like me soon as we make a connection
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I'm laughing at whoever told you sex is weapon
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Go and get some protection, it ain't gonna help when
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She let me get in them guts, oops, I'm saying too much
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When I'm stroking it's love, when I'm poking it's lust
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Every time that we touch it is such a beautiful rush
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We can turn me to us and together be dangerous
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They always tell me that I'm colder than ice
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But try your best to not get caught in the hype
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'Cause I could give you back control of your life
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You better handle me with caution, caution
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You try to mess with me, you gonna pay the price
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I do my dirt and then I'm gone in the night
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Don't try to tell me that I'm wrong when I'm right
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'Cause I ain't really with the talking
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You're walking into the end of a knife
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I wasn't really doing much
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But chilling in the kitchen
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Laying in cut, you know, playing my position
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Chopping up with the homie about to make me some fixin's
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Lend me your ear, it's time to listen
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'Cause now I've got a roommate
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A lazy roommate that always went to school late
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An athlete but his temper wasn't too great
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He's normally cool but sometimes he's such a 2 face and too fake
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Pay attention, I was on my protein and my oatmeal thing
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My eating healthy got me feeling so real thing
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Heard a knock, another knock and then the doorbell ring
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A beauty queen, damn, I ain't have a chance to get clean
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Look how she walked in, noticed her pretty skin
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Minimal mascara, devilish little grin
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I didn't know what to say, didn't know where to begin
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She wasn't here for me and she only came here for him
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Was dressed like she had recently just got out of church
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She pulled some purple evidence up out of her purse
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Another woman's underwear, you know what's worse?
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It's the same girl I mentioned in my first verse
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That's when she cursed at my partner, yelling 'bout what she saw
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Asking him 'bout the lingerie that she found in her car
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I'm sitting back and I'm watching, just trying not to get involved
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That's when I heard her say that she was ready to break the law
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A tricky situation I was currently facing
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The roommate or your soul mate, whose side are you taking?
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I wasn't saying nothing, I was watching and waiting
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She's yelling and pacing and now she's adjacent
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To me, I was there standing quietly
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He started yelling when she tried to get behind me
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Then he put up his dukes like he thought he was Ali
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You swing at me, they'll have to hook you to an IV
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No, matter fact you better say you know karate
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Your family gonna have to come and get your body
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Before you try me you better find a hobby
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Or you better go find a job like Martin said to Tommy
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I'm not the type that you should ever try to get close to
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Matter fact you should run you ever see me approach you
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And now this loser talking like he trying to get vocal
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I'm like don't you have me in here 'bout to go postal
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Ooh, say it again then you gonna say a prayer
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I'mma send you to heaven and you can say it up there
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This ain't a dare, it's promise, and I'll say I swear
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I don't care, I bet that you won't say I'm scared
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They always tell me that I'm colder than ice
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But try your best to not get caught in the hype
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'Cause I could give you back control of your life
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You better handle me with caution, caution
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You try to mess with me, you gonna pay the price
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I do my dirt and then I'm gone in the night
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Don't try to tell me that I'm wrong when I'm right
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'Cause I ain't really with the talking
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You're walking into the end of a knife
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I was really doing much
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Now I know he's wishing I wasn't in the cut
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He gonna need some stitching
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I didn't wanna do it
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Told you, you wouldn't listen
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She's the one who gave me permission
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I knew that it was evil but it made me feel dope
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The way she got me feeling, I think we should elope
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She reached around my body then she pulled me real close
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She rubbed me on the face and said it's time to get ghost
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Your wish is my command, you rolling, I'm rolling with you
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You say it's time to split, don't worry, I get the picture
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She grabbed me by the wrist, if I could I would kiss you
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In all the chaos I didn't get to tell you I miss you
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I was thinking 'bout the cut like my mind was missing
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Sitting in the car, you know, playing my position
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She drove up to a cliff and wait, hold up, wait
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She said somebody's going fishing, hold up!
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But I just ended a life
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This how we're ending the night?
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Oh well, you wasn't even my type
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Wait, is this the end of the knife?
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End Of A Knife
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| Chamillionaire |
