Lyrics:
snaking for a sack
Why they all turn into serpents, when you give them all you had
I saw her walk away, I know she never coming back
I will speed on by
control a descendant of St. Nicholas
I'm gifted
Capitalism
Capitalized
By capturing niggas
We were enslaved
Locked up in chains
How is this
She with her friends, they at the bar gettin' they drinks on
Outfit's off the hook with ice gold links on
Way the skirt is fittin' black, who hittin'
She with her friends, they at the bar gettin' they drinks on
Outfit's off the hook with ice gold links on
Way the skirt is fittin' black, who hittin'
across the Isenhower
Kangol, fifty iguana, nugget trimmed, ice down iguana
Split it in half, holdin my anaconda
Black Marizana, true Don daughter,
and dumped bodies in the motherfuckin' wilderness
I'm a wildebeest, and I'll concealed the piece even after I was busted by Warren Police
You think just
to peddle, but three times two equal the devil
Blinded by the ice, and the savage way of life
To no vale, niggas get money in small scales
Start smokin, like
Michelle Obama won't stop sexting me
Fat people look awesome in Spandex
Nobody's ever got killed by Aaron Hernandez
2Pac's alive, Smurfs are black
Witches
they say you're a lonesome man
When I stepped in to the street, seven men lay could as ice
Killed by the wanted men, I would make them pay the price
feelin' blacker than black
Know they can't tussle with us
If I say it's up, then it's up
I don't give no damn and no fuck
Cruisin' down twenty in
on the table
With a single ice cube melting into a thimble full of Jack Daniels
The telephone receiver hangs
Swingin' by the cord
And the front door is
Cause you're body might wash up by the courts at Venice Beach,
Ain't shit sweet but my Swisher, ain't shit buzzin' but my liquor,
Cali chickens got
made
Into brown gravy for supper Sunday
They got 50 pound bags of chicken nuggets
They got yummy yogurt by the bucket.
Shelves and shelves
addicted to likes by the likes of people I ain't even liked
Anxiety, readin' comments ain't have me readin' right
Trapped in the Matrix, Black Neo, back
perfume nigga
Ice on my wrist, I got my mind right
Riding down the street with the Klondikes
Two black hoes, white one in the middle
I'm getting
Black suit be fittin' you nigga, I got hood degrees
Plus I'm street like powdered milk, and government cheese
If you a runnin' man nigga, then I'ma
niggaz gon' speak (wipe me down)
Jiggalatin I been rollin 'bout a week
You can tell I got cake by the diamonds in my teeth (wipe me down)
Black shades
YUP! ( in background)
(scratch) 1, 2, 3 as this is plain to see
I go by the name of Jermain Dupri
Dopeman fresh in the place to be
And uhh
[Chrous:]
Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bring bombers
Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black ninjas'll
come through, tuxedos on with the gold llamas
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
their mind you go know say Wande Coal no black reach
Them see me for streets and them no say I no dey lack shit
We in the building and we here till
walk the beat just like a sandal
Scarr nailed a nigga with the hammer
All these diamonds dancin', ice, ice
Yeah, pussy boy, I'm real cold (cold)
was kids, we wasn't worried about the bills
It was all about the ice cream, and rolling down hills
Look boy meets girl, the next day he wanna kiss
He
was kids, we weren't worried about the bills
It was all about the ice cream and rolling down hills
Look, boy meets girl, the next day he wanna kiss
He
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