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Just waking up in the morning
Gotta thank god
Cube’s playing in the back
And you know it’s hard
Walking out the front door
Out here feeling like the boy, I hit Miami Dade nigga
No Ice Cube, better hope that it's a good day
Time has passed, I hope that nothing has
Tryna get rich and that cork in right
Grab me the beaker, I'll measure the white
Heat up the water drop it in pot
Baking soda and ice cubes make it
you again
But I will be back to California to see you
Your son Ice motherfucking Cube.
Keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
I
of cocaine then your name will be rich
Now you can rock it up or sell it soft as leather interior
Drop some ice cubes in it, Deebo on perimeter"
He said
the start, Thought was down by law for you
Used to hit up every corner store wall for you
We ripped shit and kept it hardcore for you
I remember late
the start, Thought was down by law for you
Used to hit up every corner store wall for you
We ripped shit and kept it hardcore for you
I remember late
like Ice Cube (uh)
Baby, you a one of one, they ain't nothin' like you (nah)
One light, one life, and we built it all off of one night (one night)
straight
No time to wait no room for error, the gameplan is crystal clear
I'm tryin to bolt up 83's and throw some ice cubes in the air
I'm reminiscin, on my
low
Cut the cameras this aint YouTube
Two pairs that's too cold
Call us ice cubes
Rain pours
Legs up to the ceiling
If it aint bout the money
Ain't my
tell him to shut up
We'd use a F-word, but Ice Cube got the copyright
So I'll make it "Funky For You" with Greg Nice
And his partner Smooth B
Watch
with' me who you gon' kick it with'?!
Ice Cube is the shit! Who you been speakin' with'?
They been lyin' to you, if they told you different
I got
I'm in here
Got all you freaks lookin'
When we walk by, pussy start cookin'
Rookies start tookin'
Get your ass up, V.I.P. Section's gettin' tooken
body, with my tongue
Ice cube melting on her chest, bottom lip starts to numb
Body temp feel like the sun, heart thump like a drum
Heart pump into her
persistence
I am the day Ice Cube met Michael Jackson
Keep him away, huh? Something might happen
This is the making of a masterpiece
So we broke out the chains
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
like weight
A yeah yeah
I push rhymes like weight
I push rhymes like weight
Ask about me
Worldwide baby
Worldwide baby (A yeah yeah)
Ice Cube
like weight
Ask about me
Worldwide baby
Worldwide baby (A yeah yeah)
Ice Cube makin' more money in the rap game
Than some of you can (A yeah
the Walkman
Boom, bash, yeah, yo, it's goin' down
Me and Ice Cube are in town
But the fuckin' pigs cancelled the concert
They're just scared of some niggers
and tonic with
The ice cubes melted
Room service brought it
And she put it to her lips
Said it tasted too strong and only
Took a couple sips but
She says she
the people
Looking so profound
Waddle through life in their penguin huddles
As the ice below them melts to puddles
Drifting away on different ice cubes
contemplating suicide
At night I jerk and jerk
But my dick don't work it don't even hurt (damn)
Now who'd ever thought a nigga rude as Ice Cube
I be pissin'
Today is a good day, ice cubes on my chest
Lookin' at my Blackberry
Freak hit me on the text
(yeah) "Come and beat it up (yeah)
I just need a minute
I'm Shamoo
In that big body with the wet paint
I got some pocket change from selling wet weight
Today is a good day, ice cubes on my chest
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