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everybody
Like I'm third wheelin', yeah, I'm blockin everybody
But before I tend to do so
Rest In Peace Tannuzzo, this album is for you, yo
When I look up in

to persuade em

I looked up to God, He said let's get to business
Dropped an album and forgot it by Christmas
Flip the culture with a quickness
I'ma make sure

tell you cough and bend over
Ice make this young niggas -look older
Shred shoulders
How much can I take
The love I be getting I feel that is fake
It all

ice and maybe take her out the country
I was dreaming out my reach cause I got down about some money
Used to stress about my life and still I started

out
12 AM, I'm signing in
24 hours, I'll be signing out
All day I've been getting to it
These things I rhyme about
Alpine white at the light
Catch me

Okay, I need an album cover, who trying to get paid

I got some raid for who buggin, who trying to get sprayed
Five tabs, but I ain't trying to sell

Zion at Duke
I am self made, I did this shit by myself, I can't get put on a shelf
Bitch I'm that nigga, no amount of money can tame
I been goin' nuts

Sold Out

Dorrough

Get Big

2010

Ha! Yo!
Man hol' up (Ayyy!)
My car went from ice cream paint to fruit roll up. (Yaa!)
They hatin' on me, So what!? (So what!)
The game I'm 'bout

not win?
At least three of the albums that I dropped in your top ten (talk to 'em)
Your wrist "tick-tick," boy, the hand on my watch spin
Not in

koo cream

Boo koo pipes
Boo koo ice
I bet you like my album
My shit is boo koo nice

Anything that you got alot of (we say boo koo)
Anything over 1000

Look What You Did to Me

Z-Ro

Look What You Did to Me

1998

to get rid of all the animosity towards me
That was shown by the other kids, what do I do
And why do everybody want to see a nigga fall
Mama and daddy

U Love 2 Hate

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

to be the Ice Cream Man since 1992 biatch!
Don't you hear the mutha fuckin muzik?
I got a head but ain't no screws in it, losin' it
Slangin' narcotics,

the game by the pimp from Hempstead 
now I've got the ice money that's baguette bread 
I pay the haters no mind and forget them

Christian?
(No, me ah Muslim)
Me did ah go tell you read yuh Bible
But alright, go read yuh Quran

(Respect DJ)
(By di way me love di album) Mad
(Me

lemonade yea I still been in the mix 
People switchin up the vibes in here like we ain't never did
Seeing days up on the calendar fly by like it's the wind

why I'm just playin it cool
to all the girls who used to dis the Maes
say I could have been like Ice T's wife
on the cover of the albums 
with gold