Lyrics:
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
a snitch, nigga or bitch? Ya choose sides
When we roam, we beat back attack of the clones
What kinda shit cha'll niggas is on? We hit home
And spill so
I was a rider, that's fa sho
We them niggas getting hated by haters, we them niggas that done made it outrageous
Stack the money in the streets
on them L's just passed it on to you
Bums tripping tell them tie yo shoe's
Give me hell of brain boost my I-IQ
I could make you drip no melted ice cubes
off my dick and tell yo bitch com here like Ice Cube
He can't do it like I do, Henny straight no Ice Cubes
Catch me at the club bustin' new and old
of breath
I just died to the cube of death
Yeah we getting all the boys and we playing all night
Falling off the map and it's all for a slap fight
Everyone
while I'm cha-cha-cha-charrin'
Watchin' Boogie Down, when they used to put me down
Now your mom give me skins and your pop push me pounds
Sparkin' like
were you, I'd tell my homies "I'll holla"
And if your man ain't me, why bother?
I go by the name Carter, I got more plaques than tartar
I'm just checkin'
yall niggas our enemies
Quite when they see me out in public bitch you better be
Only get African women pregnant boy roots intact
And on my first born
jumpin' Man, she like, come and holla
Let me hit that half a blunt, I'm savin' half a dollar
And I'm savin' money, watch it pile up I watch the hood and I
Yeah, I took my hobby and made it hot as Majave
Now my days all good, I’m Ice Cube on a Friday
Woke me up in the lobby of the LAX
Checking my phone got
It's getting better keep your chin up
Bitch we been up
All about my bread call my doughboy
Shoutout to Ice Cube a nigga too cold boy
Ain't nobody fuckin
love our music slowed down by screw
[Lil' Flip]
Down south lil flip wreckin all these boys
Major labels don't even wanna call these boys
[Lil' Flip]
one rollin da blunt
You get pussy and ass from a beautiful broad
If you lookin' for that holla at cha boy
I'm a m-m mack mack a p-p-pimp
I sp-sp-sp-spit
the Mic like no one else
K-Dee introduce yourself, get busy boy
K-Dee in the house, Dre rocks the beats
Jinx still ill for my Posse
Ice Cube writes
with
don't even write scripts, that's the ohkeedoke shit
[CHORUS]
[Starang]
Niggas say Starang's smooth, just like ice without cube
I'm nice without
to y'all, one of my first cousins
He go by the name of Jazze Phizzel, Washingtonzel, c'mon
[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
If you want it you got it, foreva
(y'all
Yeah Yeah Yeah
It’s ya boy DJ Butta
Man What I gotta lie for
IT’S TRUE JUST ASK THE HOMIES
You are now tuned into that 96.35
Ya wifey’s favorite
I'll be there for you
Girl you can count on me it's game baby
You know you can always count on me, ha ha
Yo holla at ya boy come polly with ya boy
Look
go dumb, yeah
Niggas ridin', slidin' by, might take a bitch so keep her close
Ice, cup, red, rum, choppers
A.K. Murder, Dumb, pour up, with smoke,
Go
to keep the D up inside 'em now
So many girls off up in the mall boy a nigga be in the club (oh!)
Soon as one of them walk by me and I be like, "Yo whats
to keep the D up inside 'em now
So many girls off up in the mall boy a nigga be in the club (ohh!)
Soon as one of them walk by me and I be like, "Yo
This is Ice so im Cube
The Rubik's cube couldn't match to meet my rhymes
I'm always baking when I wake I'm like a mother to them guys
I'm just tryna set
Went from receiving hammedowns from my cousin to having my own shit
I grew up in the dirty south where we drop ice cubes in throw bricks
Ian licking
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