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day,
And her people treat me so nice!
They seem to think I'm okay,
Looks like I'm breakin' the ice!

Bit by bit
I've been makin' a hit,
I'm afraid
rehabilitation 
'Cause look at the motherf***in years that I'm facin 
I'm a end it like this cause you know what's up 
My life is f***ed
of jack-knife eyes
Stop talking 'bout the years - you sound like Louis Burdett
And we roll on to my backshed, play some poker, scratch my head
Look at the sky
a young man's summer vacation 
No chance for rehabilitation 
Cause look at the motherfuckin' years that I'm facin'
I'ma end it like this cause you know
and she shakin like she workin
Look - mami movin right, man I'm likin how she twerkin
Man she do it all night, like she ride with a purpose
And like
First, you get yo swagga right
Then go stand right by that light
Let that light hit off that ice
Lookin' like you landin' flights
That shit there like
wrong (dead wrong)
First, you get your swagga right 
Then, go stand right by that light
Let that light hit off that ice
Lookin like you landin flights
make it look easy
Used to cover ya belly,
Let ya rock Louis
Now it's fuck shorty,
I don't like Gucci

Loving you, loving you, loving you
When I'm
a strong seed
Led by a bunch of individuals (Ali)
Uh, criminals to generals - this is like wow!
Look at how my brain ay blew you out the frames
Twist
[Ice Cube]
Here's a little somethin' bout a nigga like me
Never should of been let out the penititary
Ice cube would like ta say
That I'm a crazy
popular to cop them pies
I'm taking this rap s*** serious, to my demise
Jay s***'s like cake mix, watch me rise
Basics in the basement, waste it
Asking
reigns
And just like your spirit the commission remains
Niggas can cross the T's and, dots the I's
Now that I got too popular to cop them pies
I'm taking
I'm takin this rap shit serious, to my demise
Jay shit's like cake mix, watch me rise

Basics in the basement, waste it
Asking my dog for advice so
I'm takin this rap shit serious, to my demise
Jay shit's like cake mix, watch me rise

Basics in the basement, waste it
Asking my dog for advice so
it, let it go.
You ain't gotta look no more.

[First Verse]
I'ma certified hot chick MAC like my lipstick.
Lovin me so good that he ice me like
I’m ready man
I’d never copy Nor-bit like Eddie man
Did you get it? Eddie Murphy was in Norbit
Or was it way over your head, did you forfeit?
Yeah,
you'd be on top again"
And we 'bout to hit Jacob the jeweler
So I could be like Slick Rick and rule ya
Dr. Martin Louis the King Jr.
And I'm a never
by my side like a holster
I plan to make a full house
And I ain't talking 'bout poker
But I might poke her, and stroke her
Cause I'm about to treat
Here's a little somethin' bout a nigga like me
Never shoulda been let out the penitentiary
Ice Cube would like ta say
That I'm a crazy mothafucka
Here's a little somethin' bout a nigga like me
Never shoulda been let out the penitentiary
Ice Cube would like ta say
That I'm a crazy mothafucka
lens
Look, check out the sales charts
My record's kickin', I'm breakin' P.D.'s hearts
They banned me from their shows
'Cause they said I'm too hard
alright
I don't mind, no
When I stand
By your side, oh

Talkin' bout my baby
Cause we always breakin' the mold
Talkin' bout my baby
We don't need
himself after a bag
Nigga you's a hoe, a Louis Vuitton fag
My name ain't dick so keep it out ya mouth
It is what it is, look I am Da South (That's right)
with no mercy
I'm cold blooded like reptiles
Touch a pregnant bitch and make her give birth to a dead child
Every time I flex styles
Niggas vacate
a young man's summer vacation 
No chance for rehabilitation 
Cause look at the motherfuckin' years that I'm facin'
I'ma end it like this cause you know