Lyrics:
nothing, pass the stuffing
Listen up, I'll tell you something
I was fucking on your cousin
Watching Cheaper by the Dozen, ay
This shit is ephemeral
Griselda, by Fashion Rebels yeah
Uh huh yeah
Spooky shit, nigga
Way too spooky, nigga, look
Hard work instead of talent
But I work harder than
through the first ten seconds and you still ain’t hit that skip button
I appreciate you for that
If I’m fortunate enough to have you stick around for
a word up?
Steady mobbin', Ice Cube, homie turn that shit up
Cruising on Highland cve was made legal again
OG's with the classics riding on chrome rims
We
is on my side when I'm hittin' a blunt
Try giving a -ugh-, it feels nice dude
Don't let your heart freeze over, ice cube
I told you that wasn't a hook
out seven hits one each day of the week
Defining a culture is something ain't easy
But it was done by Dre, Ren, Cube, and Yella and Eazy
I'm just
for the Lo Lo
What is you shopping Ice cubes on my neck like I’m straight Outta Compton
Me and these Rapper’s got nothing in common I keep it 1000 you
to wash it down
A bag of ICE CUBEs cuz I
Like my drinks COLD now
Saw a LIL REESE man those get me goin' MEEK
But I was TOO SHORT of change
So it looked
fool, 30 clip thirty two
Fire the rock and ice cube
Young nigga with a attitude
You snooze you lose don’t play you fool
My newby rule my insta door
Turn
I told Clark we hit the studio we always spin
I'm just going certified like ovo u know we did
I'm not really worried bout that door to door we goin
You see I smash on you pussies and creep with the thugs
I got a T-shirt that say "Weed is not drugs"
I got a tight spot that sits by the sea
Three
famous
She say "Careful what you wish"
Money is the root
Don't be blinded by the sex
All these bitches wanna fuck me 'cos
I'm dropping all these hit's
the most Lalaloopsies by far
In Bloxburg hit you with my car
Eddie Munch on the train
Steve on the train
McDonalds on the train
We're on the train
Gee-lie
the same way
Ice Cube, it's been a great day
She tellin' me shut up so I just smoked a zip (bitch)
Boy, your shit so trash that when you drop it's litter
of life and vibrance
Side by side, wherever you was riding, I went
So close, almost on some Bonnie and Clyde shit
When Ronnie died you was right by my
all know I'm cold as Ice Cubes, Fuck The Police, I'm not about cuffin
I know I've changed for better and worse, brethren
But I'd even choose things
You doing your thing
And now I am in Miami
You make a hit album
We doing it big we've got money
Baby
Miami man
Miami
Du skulle vært her med oss
But you
just hoping the facts reach us
The speaker hits the stage, surrounded by black preachers
In the same religion practiced by slackers who snatched, beat us
on only fans
I be all about the Benjamins like Ice Cube
I was trappin you was worried about some high school
If we fuckin bae you gotta go by my rules
Why
slippin' (Nah)
Steady grippin'
I don't drop a lot of albums
That don't mean that I be slackin'
I'm just workin' through the pipelines
Waitin' on the right
a trip over to Staples
Gon n get that paper
Yo neck got ice cubes
My wrist is holding up a glacier
That's your gift
But I'm liable to take her
Imma titty
Oh I gave her D1, now she running back
Don't need guns, all my niggas keep the straps
Hit you with applause, only time you getting claps
Feds ask; I
ain't black!, I ain't
White!, I ain't black!, i ain't white!"
Well, I'll be a AIDS sleazer
If I had skeezer after skeezer stacked up
Like ice cubes in my
Flawless Victory
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
1st Verse
I’m helping you committing suicide I’ll be
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