Lyrics:
Two buttons on her blouse open
Along with the windows, hopin'
She might catch an evenin' breeze
Oh, yeah
Ice cube down her neck drippin'
Oh,
Nicaragua
Gave birth to MC's, seeds and bank robbers
We drove with pistol whips into world-wide trips
And my dick's been sucked by the finest lips
Stand
This is all before, before
But after my birth
My whole life contained inside of a striped shirt
The lead up to nineteen eighty worst
When every other
Liquid lobotomy
Marshmello Man
Nothing to drink from his aluminum can
Sitting on V. Vinge's doom histogram
In a porcelain land
Forged from a cube I
Big-A built me some credit
Just a little guy on the Reddit
that's not what your bitch say tho
Up on the big stage
Bitch come swing by my Twitch page
No
When your eyes are not open
Hide from the light
Fly by night
In the shadows
Andalite
Visser 3, cube remote
Human kind, Yeerk in the mind
Cel Genesis
eviorment birth a whole otaku, i was supposed to be dead befor 21
You cant believe that i did this shit without you, i aint really had no time for no fun
RIP
Notha friday nite we on patrol
Sippin' vodka, hit of ganja, Sarge ain't gotta know
Tag chasers all on birth control? Hurts to know a ho will lie for
was the Ye CD's
Since a youngin', I could see myself in the bean
Got the eye at millennium, my number one dream
Front lawn surrounded by all
a passion that was sent from the sun
Stay shifting like the mind is a rubix cube
Even if I find it, who do I prove it to?
Different views of how abusing
Without a doubt (Can't stop, ice cubes on our wrists)
Without a doubt (Huh, yeah, come on)
La-da-de-da-la-de-da-de-da-de-daa
Large cube of ice in the glass of Dimple
Reflecting as the rain crackles softly on the sill
Gazing out the windows, the sun has long set
You can
the political rapper
Even after I tell 'em I don't fuck with politics
I don't even follow it
I'm on some KRS, Ice Cube, Chris Wallace shit
Main Source, De La
(bracelet), don't get blinded by the ice, oh
It's not cool, Veronica slept, plus the decimal
Look at my jumper, logo look familiar? It's Power (where is he?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Remember that song by Ice Cube?
Today was a good day
Well, that wasn't today
No, that wasn't today
Saw a picture of my ex
salon
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Wstrzyknę ci jak Ice Cube dam ci buzi zanim
as a dump truck
yo we drank till we throw it up
then we show up to the show down
moving in a hollow moon clean off a good sound
move around town ice
the gat
Grabbed the ski mask, here's the task
Go in broke, come out with cash
[Female: Were you slick?]
Yeah, you gotta be cunnin
Told Ice Cube to leave
Early in my morning
Wash the night away
Honey on my mind
Flowing in my veins
Bottles on the table
Shining clear as day
Ice cubes in the glass
Melting
trail, you not ready
Women want it all in they mouth, it's Akinyele
I want that car Ice Cube had, Impala Chevy
Just so I can say "Turn yo punk ass
brought Ice Cube back
And have Dr. Dre screaming "Meek Mill is a rat"
It's a wrap, red khakis, red Cincinnati
I'ma see you in the streets, don't at me
on my boombox, had to say
Today was a good day, had the hood buzzin'
Ice Cube my favorite rapper, y'all niggaz can't tell me nothin'
Everybody's
the Earth (damn)
Imagine me chasin' these bitches when I'm that nigga
Yamazaki with the big ice cube, don't chase my liquor (nah)
Just know if a real nigga
people concerned
'Cause they know our return is confirmed by holding a gun firm
What's that in the distance?
You fucked slums raw 'til they gave birth
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