Lyrics:
Party!
(Okay party people in the house)
Yo yo, in the place to be
My name is MC Ice-T
I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me
We about to tear
Puttin fingerprints on my bicycle
Walkin up to have a drink at the club ?there is? three Irish chicks
Lookin at me like I'm sick
Walkin by chin-chins I
the kuh
My new bitch gettin' fucked in the butt
Ridin' by the trap see me sitting in the truck
Niggas say they coming threw but they see me strapped up,
Love...
A fortune kiss is
knocking on your door
You won't be lonesome anymore
It's coming by your way
And Love...
It seems to be the last
that wants
As long as I'm there with you
By your side
Now when the moon is high
Above there in the sky
Just knock upon my door
And I'll be with you
No matter
slow
That rain will come and kiss the seed
And bless you with all that you need
Me, I ended up in jail
Sick of livin' on welfare
And the hardest
And just behind ya was the sea of negativity
Tinklin' like mercury in the wind
Her feet kept by the ground, her toes bare brown
Her carriage, she'd
need to feel your heartbeat
And I want to see your brown eyes
And I need to feel you love me, love me
Over and Over
The way you kiss me, I can feel you
have time?
Blast off when you lifted, have you been this high?
Drifting by, give time a kiss goodbye
'Cause I'm gone, I'll be back as soon as pigs can
And I can give you more
A knock on the door and a tap on the glass
Tells me you see it my way at last
You used to reject me, now you wanna kiss me
He
her name was Maggie Brown
But now I?m riding on a boxcar back to Macon town
The setting sun will never let me forget what deed I have done
Until the day
into the reeds
On a ripple
And playing it cool in a bar by the pool
With a Caribbean Kiss Amaretto
Give us a room with a mountain view
A tiny
Back, back, back, back, back
She gone throw dat pussy
Back, back, back, back, back
Let a nigga stroke
Bitch got coke by the shape
Pussy so wet, got me
Tell me something good
Bands singing like it's Chaka Khan
Way my bands talk
You would think I had a monologue
I ain't seen nothing
Ray Charles if
black, clubs still all packed
I'm pullin' her by the arm and trust me she all that
Trust me we all rich, such a small clique
Referred to as the Biggest
get somebody killed, let me knock on wood
But, girl, you fine, if lovin' you was a crime, then I'd damn near be booked
You know I'm the realest (you
feel about her
Well I'll tell you what I know
Brown sugar love me real slow
And I don't care what my friends say
I just can't let her go
Two years
This is a robbery, yo we stealing shit
Mad rich, that's what I get from this villain shit
Knock on your dome or let you kiss on the chrome
Give me
easin.
I like dat kinda girl ya dint even hav to ask er name,
Cud ya believe it.
She was suckin ma dick ya shudav seen it,
Got up n tried to kiss me
Allie played
Now we delayed by ninety days
You better find me anyways
You better return to the Terrordome, ain't nobody home
Non-haters play
too tough for me
I want him in between
(He's too tough)
When I see those big brown eyes
It really knocks me down
I get rubber knees
When he's
tried to knock me off
But these niggas extra soft
How the hell you just start robbing come and try and test a boss
Played the hand that I was dealt
40
that's on shawty
Nigga
We don’t trust these bitches or these niggas
Got the big face Rollies 40 on us niggas
Nigga tried to knock me off
But these niggas
and bags on the floor by the decks
Me next to DJ, I carry the swing
[Incomprehensible] as he exercising
Everybody moving as a unified swing
Gentle up
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