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Iceman (Albert Collins) · Iceman [Vee-Jay] (Jerry Butler) · Rockin' with the Iceman (Albert Collins) · The Iceman Cometh/Ice on Ice (Jerry Butler) · The Iceman Cometh (Jerry Butler) · Iceman: The Mercury Years (Jerry Butler) · The Iceman at Mount Fuji (Albert Collins) · The Iceman Cometh [Vee-Jay] (Jerry Butler) · Iceman Cometh (Albert Collins) · Iceman: The Mercury Years (Jerry Butler) – and 90 other albums »


Iceman
I ain't your friend boy, I'll f*** your wife man
Look at my left, now look at my right hand
Every time I move it looks like a strike of lightning
Yeah! Uh, I'm back
Uh, ha ha
Uh, ooh

[Chorus]
Yeah yeah, they know me 'round here, they call me Iceman
I ain't your friend boy, I'll fuck your
on this ride 
I'm a full time playa, all about my hustle 
Demonstrating my muscle, if I get in a tussle 
If you got plex, I suggest you keep it hush-hush
on this ride 
I'm a full time playa, all about my hustle 
Demonstrating my muscle, if I get in a tussle 
If you got plex, I suggest you keep it hush-hush
It's the
it's the eerrie pimp
eerrie pimp
eerrie pimp
eerrie pimp
eerrie pimp and gangsta!
eerie gang
eerie gang
eerie gang
eerie gang
eerrie pimp
Uh
H2, 26 inch shoes
Big boy toys, air traveller iceman shoes
Straight fool, look at the way that I wear my hair
Look at the pants
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school.  Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
What, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo yo yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Check it, yo
You say a one for the trouble, two for the time
Come on why'all, let's rock
you want to be, 
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11. The 12 king pimp commandments!

Uh
It's pimp gator
Peep the ?

A king pimp's been here for years representin'
then they came to piles
And then them fiends started hittin crack viles

(Pimp C)
Back in the days they used to run up sayin Pimp C what ya know?
I
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11. The 12 king pimp commandments!

Uh
It's pimp gator
Peep the ?

A king pimp's been here for years representin'
pass by and don't speak 

Chorus 
(Pimp C) 
See bitches in P.A. 
Get mad when they see a young nigga 
full of that chronic havin it his way 
But
but was keeping the biggest slice

Took a while to catch on, to what homey was doing
But by the time we did, all the paperwork was in ruins
Nigga kept
He had us doing all the work but was keeping the biggest slice

Took a while to catch on, to what homey was doing
But by the time we did, all
You see some people like to play the dating game
Meet a new freak and ask "What's your name?"
Wine and dine and waste all that time
Spending money
breakdown, y'all can break now
My kitchen full of heat, if you can't take the temp
Make yourself exempt
Pussy footing around don't be getting y'all nowhere but
where these hoes hold my dog bones
I dog whistle and they download my ring tone
And she's so hypnotized by this pimp's poem
What I got here is mine go
[Chorus 2X: Do or Die]
We the murderers, pimps plus thugs
We the murderers, pimps plus thugs
We the murderers, pimps plus thugs
We the murderers,
I ain't got no time for no bitches
I gotta clock my dough clownin'
Hittin' switches in a green 6-4
With the drink in a on deck and the bombest
did it you was only actin
I made pimpin' a full time job
So bitches wouldn't have to go out and rob
I made the streets of new york hot as a sauna
the gangsters, for the pimps and hoes
This is for the dopeboy trappers selling halves and hoes
(Since nobody wanna make G shit)
They want G shit, give it to 'em
My brain's haunted, I got a conscious full of convicts
Bloody tampons, a blond chick wit cum on her lip
Her pimp's whole arm could fit
She's
It how to bank on a nigga, and break these hoes
We do it coast to coast, the biggest pimps by far
So Rappin' Ron won't you tell 'em who you are
of our ass could be high
Fiends drip, ours is full of octane
With pimp status and a hot name, we don't gotta pop thangs
No more servin' the rock 'caine,