Paroles de Cool Cody
Cool Cody with a knife in the kitchenMother's pride
Cool Cody with his razor itchin
Deep inside
It don't make you a man
No it don't make you a man
Cool Cody with a knife in the kitchen
Hunting me
Cool Cody with his razor itchin
On my sleeve
Squeeze tighter
It's how she sleeps at night
When he's her little
Prize Fighter
Cool Cody with a knife in the kitchen
Cutting me
Cool Cody with his razor itchin
On my sleeve
It don't make you a man
No it don't make you a man
Cool Cody with a knife in the kitchen
Hunting me
Cool Cody with his razor itchin
On my sleeve
Squeeze tighter
It's how she sleeps at night
When he's her little
Prize Fighter
Cool Cody with a knife in the kitchen
Cutting me
Cool Cody with his razor itchin
On my sleeve
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