Lyrics:
Better pass the cold duck round.
Eddie got the cold duck down.
Eddie Load up
Eddie low down
Beautiful funk from a hole in a horn
Burnin' it up
Better pass the cold duck round.
Eddie got the cold duck down.
Eddie Load up
Eddie low down
Beautiful funk from a hole in a horn
Burnin' it up
ourselves
I got a new life and this hold up
Go start splashing that Cold Duck
We celebrating like a motherfucker
Y'all brought it back like sho 'nuff
We
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
Last night while I was out drinking
Trying to have a good time
The lady with whom I was
motherfucking dizznuck
Get some cold duck up in this motherfucker
Oh, OK, James like the cold duck
God damn, gimme that cheap shit, God damn right
(So El you
hitta duck da law
Start a riot overseas hitta duck da law
Cold world cold heart hitta duck da law
Duck da law
Duck a jail
Duck a cell
Hitta duck da
the black stretch limo cold rolls up
And then the posse breaks, high off the Cold Duck
And then I set the mic to show destruct
Even if we open up, that
Last one out is a cold duck.
Padding down the road.
I wait outside, my motor running
Got a warm dream to unload.
Can I face her in the sunshine?
have whatever you like, you like
Yeah
Tater Tots, Cold Duck on ice
And we can clip coupons all night
And baby you can have whatever you like, you
He wrote a song
That had musicians in a trance
Miles Davis recorded it
Freedom Jazz Dance
Then he went to Switzerland
And recorded Cold Duck
Friday night at the old dance hall
Cold duck, meat pies and cigarettes
The crowd were dancing to Black Night
A fight broke out and the police arrived
nigger they picking my soul
I'm cold, duck foes, keep broes
This system my mind it controls
This music I chose
It grows like a rose
Duck robes and clothes
but it ain't poison ivy
But Homie that's how life be, so get it how ya live
Three-story crib, swing set for the kids
Multi-car garage, Cold Duck up in
made the trek from Rhode Island
From plastic cup of cold duck and a relaxed social environment
He jetted from his section when the meat heads started
'N Save bags
Also, I got some wine
I got some cold duck, baby
You need to open the door, he quackin'!
I remember one Christmas maybe three
raised hell
Sso I had some champaigne at a wedding
I belive that they called it Cold Duck
And they girl I'd been eyeing all evening
She took me round
the cooties
- fingers crossed, no luck
Cold duck, soba noodles, chocolate struddle
Your bark is loud
But you're soft as doo doo from a poodle
Zucccini flowers
cold duck green boy tinker toy I'm tellin' you
It's hard it's fucking hard to be on the wrong side of the grape
To Be On
We ain't never had nun
My grandma showed me want it gotta grind for it
At the park eating cold cuts
Better duck because these balls ain't got no name
the green door
Out and the stone's cold
Dart through the arcade, duck past the temple
Sigh at the river, try to be a drifter
Families are crowding
tripping more
Every second
Every stroke
Baby what's gold
Always tryna go down
I'm up now
I'm up now
It's a cold world
Baby duck
Sit the fuck down
Put you
the hills
I'll lose control
But shit's getting old
And New Jerseys so cold
Tryna duck for cover, nigga this is not a drill
(Get low)
I could be another
me its nothing
Girl you gotta give a nigga something
Cold nights gotta nigga duck hunting
Girl I’m tryna make you my own
These other ones feel like
on the scheme, uh
These days of frustration keep y'all on tuck and rotation (come to the front)
Yeah, I duck these cold faces, post up fi-fie-fo-fum basis
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