Blue Streak movie - All Eyes on Me (Revisiting Cold Blooded) lyrics
rate meSong by Strings f/ Keith Sweat<br /><br>
[Intro]<br>
Goddamn I look good<br>
Somebody slam me, huh<br>
This club does not want 2 point 2 seconds of me<br>
But I'mma give it to 'em anyway, uh<br>
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When I walk in the door, niggas be like "yo"<br>
Stare me up and down even when they with they ho<br>
It amazes me them niggas don't care<br>
?All fade tight?<br>
Ass, hair, wear<br>
And before I can even get a chance to blink<br>
Wild mutha-fuckas start sendin' me drinks<br>
But I send 'em all back, cuz I got my own loot<br>
Suit? It's a Miaki<br>
Boots? Gianni Versace<br>
It ain't hard to see<br>
I got my own money, don't fuck with me<br>
Can't touch me, check my steeze<br>
Swap meet bitches, please, for real<br>
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[Keith (Strings)]<br>
[1] - Cold... Blooded<br>
(When I walk in the room, all eyes on me)<br>
Let me get your number<br>
(Got ice on my hands, ice on my feet)<br>
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Cold... Blooded<br>
(When I walk in the room, all eyes on me)<br>
What more can I say?<br>
(And these are the sounds they be makin' at me, say what)<br>
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[Strings]<br>
Uh uh, yeah yeah<br>
Uh uh, yeah yeah<br>
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Uh, picture me Strings, pavé diamonds in my ear<br>
I push a new somethin' every year<br>
Hip Hop sweetheart, nigga pleaser<br>
Coochie value, like the Mona Lisa<br>
99 escalade, smellin' like Chanel<br>
Bumpin' my shit, on the way to Bloomingdale's<br>
For a shopping spree, niggas jocking me<br>
Black tale centerfold, no stopping me<br>
And your bitch jealous cuz I'm gettin' ?wildin' out the versa teller?<br>
I won't tell her, I'm hella ?? get your number, and um<br>
Cuz while she was in the dressing room, he slipped me his number<br>
And said call me baby, you're a real lady<br>
Workin' those ?, spittin' flows at shows<br>
I check the videos and the skills<br>
Can I get your autograph on the 50 dolla bill, for real?<br>
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[Repeat 1]<br>
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[Strings]<br>
Uh uh, yeah yeah<br>
Uh uh, yeah yeah<br>
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Freeze<br>
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Yo, I got a fat boy on my jock<br>
Nigga got a wife but he got a fat knot<br>
'Member when it was hot, rollin' down the block<br>
In my summer car, 320 E drop<br>
Tell the wife get it together, she ain't cute<br>
Rockin' that sweater with them daisy dukes<br>
And that nigga know it<br>
That's why he with the fat tale poet<br>
Spittin' game like a nigga sayin', baby pass me Moet, for real<br>
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[Repeat 1]<br>
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[Strings]<br>
Uh uh, yeah yeah<br>
Uh uh, yeah yeah<br>
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[Repeat 1 (without Strings)]<br>
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[Repeat 1 to fade]<br>
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