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They always tell me that I'm colder than ice
But try your best to not get caught in the hype
'Cause I could give you back control of your life
You better handle me with caution, caution
You try to mess with me, you gonna pay the price
I do my dirt and then I'm gone in the night
Don't try to tell me that I'm wrong when I'm right
'Cause I ain't really with the talking
You're walking into the end of a knife

I wasn't really doing much
But chilling in the kitchen
Laying in the cut, you know, playing my position
Watching the Super Bowl, really, that's like tradition
And then that's when I had a vision
What I did to my old girl
Look at it how it's dripping off of your curls
And if I say any more they probably gonna hurl
I'll summarize it by saying it's a cold world, a cold world
All I can tell you is I knew I'd cut her off, you could say it was destined
One day I saw her getting fresh with one of her X men
That's when I disappeared and she was definitely stressing
Now she's guessing but I guess that'll teach her a lesson
I been sharp, baby, and you know your reflection
Will shine like me soon as we make a connection
I'm laughing at whoever told you sex is weapon
Go and get some protection, it ain't gonna help when
She let me get in them guts, oops, I'm saying too much
When I'm stroking it's love, when I'm poking it's lust
Every time that we touch it is such a beautiful rush
We can turn me to us and together be dangerous

They always tell me that I'm colder than ice
But try your best to not get caught in the hype
'Cause I could give you back control of your life
You better handle me with caution, caution
You try to mess with me, you gonna pay the price
I do my dirt and then I'm gone in the night
Don't try to tell me that I'm wrong when I'm right
'Cause I ain't really with the talking
You're walking into the end of a knife

I wasn't really doing much
But chilling in the kitchen
Laying in cut, you know, playing my position
Chopping up with the homie about to make me some fixin's
Lend me your ear, it's time to listen
'Cause now I've got a roommate
A lazy roommate that always went to school late
An athlete but his temper wasn't too great
He's normally cool but sometimes he's such a 2 face and too fake
Pay attention, I was on my protein and my oatmeal thing
My eating healthy got me feeling so real thing
Heard a knock, another knock and then the doorbell ring
A beauty queen, damn, I ain't have a chance to get clean
Look how she walked in, noticed her pretty skin
Minimal mascara, devilish little grin
I didn't know what to say, didn't know where to begin
She wasn't here for me and she only came here for him
Was dressed like she had recently just got out of church
She pulled some purple evidence up out of her purse
Another woman's underwear, you know what's worse?
It's the same girl I mentioned in my first verse
That's when she cursed at my partner, yelling 'bout what she saw
Asking him 'bout the lingerie that she found in her car
I'm sitting back and I'm watching, just trying not to get involved
That's when I heard her say that she was ready to break the law
A tricky situation I was currently facing
The roommate or your soul mate, whose side are you taking?
I wasn't saying nothing, I was watching and waiting
She's yelling and pacing and now she's adjacent
To me, I was there standing quietly
He started yelling when she tried to get behind me
Then he put up his dukes like he thought he was Ali
You swing at me, they'll have to hook you to an IV
No, matter fact you better say you know karate
Your family gonna have to come and get your body
Before you try me you better find a hobby
Or you better go find a job like Martin said to Tommy
I'm not the type that you should ever try to get close to
Matter fact you should run you ever see me approach you
And now this loser talking like he trying to get vocal
I'm like don't you have me in here 'bout to go postal
Ooh, say it again then you gonna say a prayer
I'mma send you to heaven and you can say it up there
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