Frio song by mike. (Mike Stud) from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Pop music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Frio Meaning
| [[Hook] Smokin’ weed to Migos It’s just me and mi amigos (uh) And we feelin’ like gold Woke up like CeeLo (yeah) John Lennon shades Mobbin’ around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah) And I’m so cold, “hace frio” Yeah, yeah, bling, bling, bling [Verse 1] My accountant called Said I gotta be more accountable I told ’em, that’s cool We can start when I get back from Monaco Got a pool with the view and the scenery tropical And I’m comin’ back lookin’ tan as fuck like a Navajo Bling, bling, bling They don’t get the picture like they service sucks Bet they hear me now, yeah they’ve heard of us Hit the ground runnin’, on my hurry up Landed on the green first shot This the birdie putt And if you call me out, call an audible And I’m rollin’ up the tree like it’s the pot of gold Got a model thing that lick me like an envelope Put her on the plane, I’m just sayin’ That’s a lot of dough , [Hook] Smokin’ weed to Migos It’s just me and mi amigos (uh) And we feelin’ like gold Woke up like CeeLo (yeah) John Lennon shades Mobbin’ around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah) And I’m so cold, “hace frio” Bling, bling, bling [Verse 2] It get chilly when you out here dog Guess I needed this Gucci fur after all Got my girl, the his and hers to top it off And she’s cool if we just kick it like a soccer mom Got a flight up in the morning I ain’t packin’ for it Got a meetin’ with a suit but I ain’t slackin’ off I don’t even own a fuckin’ pair of slacks at all Talkin’ M’s and my F sure is sagging off I don’t bend, I don’t break My life too real to be fake I got no time to engage In all the games that they play ‘Cause it can change in a day The only people that safe The ones who ain’t in my way Now I’m doin’ shit I promised I would never do With some fake white chicks, feel like Terry Crews Got a nice watch, so they watch my every move Hit my phone but they ain’t ever gettin’ through , [Hook] Smokin’ weed to Migos It’s just me and mi amigos (uh) And we feelin’ like gold Woke up like CeeLo (yeah) John Lennon shades Mobbin’ around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah) And I’m so cold, “hace frio” Bling, bling, bling] |
