Lyrics:
got
bread)
Niggas upset, I know. His hoe when she throw them to
his face, I got him by
four inches
(He real upset, mad and heartbroken she told me not
with the Ice
Are you insane?
This shit is bigger than me
Be warned
It's the calm before the storm
And every fuckin thing I write
Is gonna be analyzed by
Whipped cream, nuts and cherries
Whipped cream, nuts and cherries
Whipped cream, nuts and cherries
It started at the ice cream parlor, 8
Flip minks when he ball
Chicks faint when he call
Big links in the mall
Got a hot crib, gold force
And this ain't by the falls
Bitch drinkin' my balls
dark and weed so light
Need 3 more sprites (Damn)
Took a lot of chances to grind it hard
(Killa=-check 1, 2 what it do)
That's why Lito ice, like casino
it takes to make 'em gel
And in Washington I'm known by one and all
As the hostess with the mostest on the ball
They would go to Elsa Maxwell
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
It goes one for the money (HEY) two for the show (YEAH)
Three for the pussy, fo' for the glow (HEY)
Five for
givin pussy like it's free
My GS3 gleams perfectly
Lil Cae's get flour like the stems
Land's and Lexus' flexed with the M-A-F-I-A
Blunts make my day
up to me if im lower than low
Woah
Been my brothers keeper just cuz love is love
Told him to never be sorry for needing your family my nigga cuz blood
because he was cornball
I remember keeping him in my dungeon with a leather suit and a
Orange ball in his mouth, I had some foreign broads in his house
type of person on this date
Like
Me
Like
You
Baby Ice on you
Lickyou
Suck me with
A
Ice cube(57)sec
White knight shows long colored legs
Dazzle
Yep
Steps up to the plate
Little brother, little league
Eighty-seven he was eight
Rookie season for the skinny slugger
Newly out of t-ball
Pit
and we savin' they kids
Savin' they life and we buy 'em some heels
Chanel bags by the low
Hold up bitch playin', I got big ring bloods on the low
Shh,
by 4 inches
I'm a grimy nigga so I like my bitches cruddy
My clothes dirty, dick shitty, and my knife bloody
I did too much dirt to turn back now
I'm
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
I got a nigga lil bitch in the trap , Had to ball with her no cap
Send her right back when I'm through with that , Souvenir lil doggy bag
Type up ya
put up with my shit, so if she want it, I'ma grab it
Ice all on your neck, I put them horses in the carriage
Break laws, big kahunas, and big balls
roads blocked, no one knows when he knocks
As a kid he killed three pets of an attorney
So his child passion became a life long journey
Grew into
at an a fuckin angle
Time to finagle
A shank
Cus I'll take your kneecap
And snap it
In half
So it can't be healed by a fuckin ice pack
'Cus I'm back
And I'm Danger
it takes to make 'em gel
And in Washington I'm known by one and all
As the hostess with the mostest on the ball
They would go to Elsa Maxwell
talk mans an op
Boy got scared when he saw my Glock
Point it to his head I ain't no cop
Blood everywhere red stained mop
Ah ah counting these bands
Ice
Say scorpio
And my hair say 'fro
And my blood say bro
My clics say "eh, yo!"
Make sparks from the barrel me tal pistol
To the depths I dive seems
that shit open
Like taking the d
Country hoe in her zone
It's the inches for me
Inches for me
Ten strong with a curve
Get up in the pussy
Make the pussy
I came in the door, said it before
Luck getting drunk till I fall to the floor
Come back for more, rock wall to wall
Ball till I score, then out by
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