Cold by Mac Miller Lyrics
[Intro: Mac Miller]
Uh
Ugh, haha, it's ill
Ugh
Uh
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
(Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?)
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
(Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?)
And who the coldest motherfucker that you know? (Yeah)
(Who the coldest motherfucker that you know?)
Bring him round here, he's gettin' froze
(He's gettin' froze, he's gettin' froze)
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Roll it up, let's smoke
And tell me why your bitch look like Glenn Close
I'm on my own two, that's ten toes
First the bullets fly, somebody says, "Go" (Go)
Why you bent low when your Jordans' retro?
Girls playin' games for the bills, they Drew Bledsoe (Woah)
There's a lot that you can buy, but I'll never own
And a lot of information that I'll never know
Learn 'til they get concerned for my sanity
A life that's filled with vanity needs a little clarity (Clarity)
This the truth, this a taste, can you handle it?
A million dollars couldn't cover up the damages
Naked girl at the crib makin' sandwiches (Uh-huh)
And when we makin' love, I got a candle lit (Uh-huh)
Some romantic shit to put her in the mood
The world woke me up, now I'm lookin' at the snooze (What to do?)
[Chorus: Mac Miller & Curren$y]
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
And who the coldest motherfucker that you know? (Turn it up, Sam)
Bring him round here, he's gettin' froze (Yo)
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Life, look at my hands, I'm the lord of the rings (Lord of the rings)
Musical cocaine brought me all of these Carrera keys
Soft top goin' hard on the block, freeze that talk
And that plot about walkin' up on me
No security, just my homies, the well-dressed army
Presidential arm piece, my credentials: I'm a G
All access, Jets wherever you won't be
Snatch that 'vette for my mans the day of his prison release
Shoe was on the other foot, I know he would've done the same thing for me
But we'll let that be
Park it in the spot right next to my B with the chrome wings
I was sent here to own things
Both sides of the court, colder than the airport
Therefore I'm the one them hoes here for, yeah, what?
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
And who the coldest motherfucker that you know?
Bring him round here, he's gettin' froze (Yo)
[Outro: Mac Miller]
And another one
Uh
Ugh, haha, it's ill
Ugh
Uh
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
(Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?)
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
(Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?)
And who the coldest motherfucker that you know? (Yeah)
(Who the coldest motherfucker that you know?)
Bring him round here, he's gettin' froze
(He's gettin' froze, he's gettin' froze)
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Roll it up, let's smoke
And tell me why your bitch look like Glenn Close
I'm on my own two, that's ten toes
First the bullets fly, somebody says, "Go" (Go)
Why you bent low when your Jordans' retro?
Girls playin' games for the bills, they Drew Bledsoe (Woah)
There's a lot that you can buy, but I'll never own
And a lot of information that I'll never know
Learn 'til they get concerned for my sanity
A life that's filled with vanity needs a little clarity (Clarity)
This the truth, this a taste, can you handle it?
A million dollars couldn't cover up the damages
Naked girl at the crib makin' sandwiches (Uh-huh)
And when we makin' love, I got a candle lit (Uh-huh)
Some romantic shit to put her in the mood
The world woke me up, now I'm lookin' at the snooze (What to do?)
[Chorus: Mac Miller & Curren$y]
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
And who the coldest motherfucker that you know? (Turn it up, Sam)
Bring him round here, he's gettin' froze (Yo)
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Life, look at my hands, I'm the lord of the rings (Lord of the rings)
Musical cocaine brought me all of these Carrera keys
Soft top goin' hard on the block, freeze that talk
And that plot about walkin' up on me
No security, just my homies, the well-dressed army
Presidential arm piece, my credentials: I'm a G
All access, Jets wherever you won't be
Snatch that 'vette for my mans the day of his prison release
Shoe was on the other foot, I know he would've done the same thing for me
But we'll let that be
Park it in the spot right next to my B with the chrome wings
I was sent here to own things
Both sides of the court, colder than the airport
Therefore I'm the one them hoes here for, yeah, what?
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
Who the coldest motherfucker in the room?
And who the coldest motherfucker that you know?
Bring him round here, he's gettin' froze (Yo)
[Outro: Mac Miller]
And another one