Lyrics:
The song means the ice cream guy's gettin' some - it don't even mean ice cream. 'Cause they hear the song and there's no guy selling ice cream from
gonna do this when we're barely gettin by?"
We wern't prepared for all those changes in our world
That all changed when the doctor said it's a girl
rap you see stars
Kicking lines in your face that'll make you see bars
Incarcerated increasin' heart rate like a novice
Gettin' faded and today's
count up a thirty, she givin' me neck
I got that water if she gettin' thirsty
My are certi but sick in the head
Takin' a snap on the back of a dirty
Five percent president with my other girl
Weavin' through traffic, can't be spotted by my other girl
She gon' go crazy, the love turn into hatin'
own zone
And my thoughts are interrupted by my mother on the phone
She gives me some advice and helps me clear my head
I know you grown but take your
her-
Don't give a fuck, that was just us (hoo)
2017 when I walked in the foyer
And the first thing I said when I first got done by the Jacks
"Go talk
Extorsion crew hits the block thoroughly
Merrily, merrily gettin bent up everyday
Makin money, takin losses
Beef with the nieghborhood wannabe bosses
on point cause we movin off course
I'm checkin for you and yours
It's hittin worldwide
We gotta maximize by eliminatin lies
[ VERSE 1: Mondo ]
Old Tommy Boy
on the road like the Michelin Man (whoa, whoa)
Put an M on your head like a Michigan fan
Ayy, I'm ballin' so hard, I might hoop when I land
I be ready
rice for the free
I'm a creature fresh off the bench
Gettin' head by the bleachers
Coach put me in, Retro 4's on my sneakers
She give me top
That lil' ho
hit him in the head
She tryna suck my dick, I told her
Nah, let me fuck instead
It's gettin' hot outside
You niggas gon' die for enjoyin' the weather
Mississippi on the tag, man that wood on the wheel
That motherfucka change colors like a lizard and shit
55 ridin south, gettin head from a bitch
Matter fact,
Tell everyone we gettin' on
Tell Bradley, see we livin' on
In the club, pissy, all these tracks I'm shittin' onnn
Think I need some toilet tissues
bales by the day
I can move a whole hundred
Couple niggas say they got paper on my head
They frontin', yeah
Poppin' big shit, nigga know my clique lit
some (get it)
I got real nigga dick and she know it (and she know it, bitch)
If I pour this forty out, I'm finna blow it (pop out, bitch)
Give a bitch
top
'Fore my patna screw I pour a lil' drank out
Who flyer than me? Who higher than me?
I'm gettin' head like Shawna whilst riding the V
I'm supplyin'
watchin' feds crime
But now I'm doin' projects gettin' paid now (yeah)
There go the paparazzi go and put your head down (cheese, cheese)
[Chorus]
cookin' breakfast, heh
Still gettin' followed by those hip-hop fans
It ain't a thang for me to get swallowed, I get zip-hop head
Let me be your baby daddy,
to listen that don't stand in her way
It's gettin' harder to reach that point where she's soarin'
She hasn't heard that click in her head yet today
shorts, bracelets and bangles (bangs)
Hood bitch, real raw, gettin' money on ya head, fronto (get that money)
I understand that I'm different
These
the technique, gettin with the ill speak
Lyrically correct, even when I take a leak
So I zip my zipper, it's one for the gipper
Daily routine for the malt liquor
pussy
A leg on the bed one on the wall
Gettin' it all pussy
That keep him shaking his head and saying hell naw pussy
When you come across you better get
gettin' up
Cigarette, light 'em up
Inhale, coffee cup
Exhale, wake me up
No getting dressed 'cause I work in bed
Craft inside my head before I grab the pen
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