[VERSE 1]
Sophisticated lady...but nasty when I wanna be
I see you starin' from across the room
And you can't keep your eyes off me
Got you wrapped around my finger baby
Like a puppet on a string
Have you in cuffs like cops and robbers baby
'Cuz touchin' me's a felony (put your hands up)
[B SECTION]
Take control, control (control) of you (of you)
You do what I tell you to
I'm yo' momma (don't call me by name) let's play house
When you're bad (pull your pants down) you get time out
[HOOK 1]
'Cuz I'm cold blooded...Boy who does it belong to?
Cold Blooded...Got you thinkin', "Who's that lady?"
But it ain't that complicated...'cuz I...
[VERSE 2]
Yeah, I got an attitude
Did you say something smart
'Cuz I love confrontations baby
Yo' what's up Mr. Big Stuff, who do you think you are?
Guaranteed to spend your money
'Cuz you know I'm worth the wait
And I bet your bottom dollar, that I can make you holla
It's a shame, shame, shame your heart I'll break... Ow!
[B SECTION2]
Drop my pencil purposely (That's right)
Bend down to pick it up, why's everybody starin' at me?
Mirror, mirror (I'm so pretty) On the wall
(I can't handle myself)
Who's the flyest...(say what?) Of them all? (It's me!)
[HOOK 2]
'Cuz I'm Cold Blooded...I'll sexually harass you
Cold Blooded...Got you thinkin', "Who's that lady?"
But it ain't that complicated...my name is
[B SECTION 3]
Take control, control (control) of you (of you)
You do what I tell you to, my baby, baby
I'm yo' momma, let's play house
(don't call me by name)
When you're bad (when you're bad) you get time out
[CHANT]
Pull it out... Put it on the table...
Let me see if you're able
Pull it out... Put it on the table... Ohhhhhhh
Take it out...Throw it on the table
Show me what I paid for
Take it out... Lay it on the table...
Can you reach my navel?
[HOOK 3]
'Cuz I'm Cold Blooded...Boy who does it belong to?
See I like confrontations babe
Cold Blooded...Got you thinkin', "Who's that lady?"
But it ain't that complicated...Baby
Cold Blooded...I'll sexually harass you
(Gimmie your love, gimmie your love)
Cold Blooded...Got you thinkin', "Who's that lady?"
(Gimmie your love, gimmie your love)
But it ain't that complicated...
(Gimmie your love, gimmie your love)
Thanks, that was fun.. now get out!
You
Autor: Kimya Dawson
Album: Moodring
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Album: Liberation