Her heart is so cold. Her heart is so cold. Her heart is so cold. . She in love with the pole. She grind for the rolls, and she tweakin' her nose. . Her heart is so cold.
Her heart is so cold. Her heart is so cold. Her heart is so cold. . She in love with the pole. She grind for the rolls, and she tweakin' her nose. . Her heart is so cold.
Her heart is so cold. Her heart is so cold. Her heart is so cold. . She in love with the pole. She grind for the rolls, and she tweakin' her nose. . Her heart is so cold.