Future - Warm Words In A Cold World lyrics

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Future - Warm Words In A Cold World lyrics

[Verse 1: Rick Ross] Drop a hook on these ni**as like I was Magic Doctor J, but I'm blowing hay with the Mavericks Metal detectors, but my lethal weapon plastic Wet all the hecklers, how I deal with all the madness I go shopping with b*tches who into fashion Spending numbers, go distance you can't imagine Falcon, big Willie with all the assets Wrap my face on the boats that go the fastest A bad b*tch, I'm busting all on your lashes Fairy tale, this ni**a living so lavish LOL, these b*tches bend over backwards I fared her well, no tripping, go 'head and ask her Iced out, this like Alaska No need for running with them rappers Now you running with the rich ni**as Let's go shopping for the drip with us [Chorus: Rick Ross & Wale] Uh Warm words in a cold world (Cold world) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl) I'm Alaska (I'm Alaska) I flew them b*tches to Alaska (To Alaska, Wale, Double M Genius) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl) [Verse 2: Wale] Okay, live from the holy warehouse, all of my soldiers there ni**as bearing arms for real, this sh*t like Soldier Field And everything I've achieved was really off of skill And everything they've received was on somebody bill Blog era supervillain, I been hard to kill Cannot be stopped 'til I turn this block into atom-ville Olu, the pretty broads go too I make them jawns get it together like seven-oh-two Ooh, yeah, I'm Alaska Love a lot of women, but trust me, it never last though Mm, I might fly to Alaska Or maybe Miami, are you really Udonis Haslem? ni**as sending shots, this the last call Bunch of glass jaw ni**as typing with they caps on We ain't tripping, what you mad for? You can have her back, she ain't even got a passport [Chorus: Rick Ross, Wale, & Future] Uh (Dog, nah) Warm words in a cold world (Nah, cold world) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl) I'm Alaska (I'm Alaska, Pluto) I flew them b*tches to Alaska (Yeah, to Alaska, yeah) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (Yeah, and the homegirl) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl) [Verse 3: Future] King Pluto, think I'm illuminati, Birkin boo I just upgraded another one, the diamonds blue Give her a dub for a purse, that ain't into a ni**a Give 'em a dub, get you murked, ni**as murdering ni**as Ice vanilla chinchilla, ni**as roll with the killers Send load to the floor and then lay 'em like a caterpillar I'm coast to coast, I do this sh*t, I'm mad familiar I'm papi in Brasília I know these streets'll kill you I tripled up my net worth, went and purchased me a pavilion I'm plugged in with Siberia She compliment the swag, make a ni**a feel imperial Do the dash-dash, I get ghost with a baddie Emilio Pucci gon' have a b*tch splashy Let her ride foreign just so she won't be tacky Silent like a killer with that drr, let it ring Since you wanted stars, gotta fu*k me like a king Different lifestyle, different clarity for a queen [Chorus: Rick Ross] Warm words in a cold world (Cold world) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl) I'm Alaska (I'm Alaska) I flew them b*tches to Alaska (To Alaska) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl) Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)

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