Lyrics:
how to pimp it.
Now I got grip and suckers keep sinkin in my quicksand,
Vanilla Ice vocal hit man.
Got the number 3 in my crosses sittin'
woulda quit a long time ago
But now I've got a record out
I'm doin shows, people payin to see me turn it out
Now I'm the spice around town
It's funny how
the trigger
Spice-1 the giggity gangsta nigga
Oh shit it's a glock and a clip
Put the clip in the glock put the glock by my jock
In my neighborhood niggas
make a plan, a plan
The man who made this album
I hope the outcome
Is how I wanted
I am being taunted
By idiots
Y'all is hideous
This album shall be
Meow-meow-meow-meow
We might have to sample that for the album
Hahaaaaa the cat album by the dog
Meow the Jewels meow-meow-meow-meow
Meow-meow-meow-meow
[Chorus]
5-1-0 and 2-1-3 is you a baller or a G?
Ha ha ha.
To thug or not to thug?
To G or not to G?
See that's the question.
Every time
a break, I had the city for a decade (argh)
Culture top three, we done started up the wave (wave)
You only get your flowers when I put 'em on your grave
most my favorite albums had covers by Pen & Pixel
My pops had that 5.0, no tinted windows
Swear i used to rock Geneva's with pride, til Pimp had dissed
a break, I had the city for a decade (argh)
Culture top three, we done started up the wave (wave)
You only get your flowers when I put 'em on your grave
all again in the same way
3am paradise
What a roller coaster of a ride, you and I
Take my hand and keep me by your side
It's a 3am paradise
3
comin' like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a muthafuckin' crew
Late night see a drive-by drop Impala
The niggas took cover and the bitches all holla
If
no mo
I see a person drowning in fear
Of how she appears
Surrounded by peers
Who doubt her for years
Worried bout her career
Eyes clouded with tears
it?
Oh no, man
I'm cueing up the fourth album now, his final one
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four, listen
Look into my eyes
Tell me
woulda quit a long time ago
But now I've got a record out
I'm doin shows, people payin to see me turn it out
Now I'm the spice around town
It's funny how
of the rings
Add that shit up that 2 lines by a 3
But I bet i be loaded like glocks on a sting
Only pour red i do not do the green
Only want bread i do
door three times and have your money
Or get to steppin' like Kappas stompin', I'll slap a junkie
I'm having lunch with Italian Sonny, don't ask
been?" "On a little vacation"
"Oh, by the way, congratulations
Who's the lucky man?" She said, "I got him on file"
Then she said, "It's Spice 1
'Babe, that's what I thought'
I'm ready to fucking go
Finna roast a bitch you already know
Make an album then I make my dough
I'm all the way up
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
Else’s f hat and try to walk in
Their sh for a little while
So I made sure this album, Joanne
That I didn’t just honor
The more personal sentiments
I made
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
Jerry Rice
36 To a brick, I don't think it twice
Bitches thick, no Netflix, jalapeño spice
Witches wish, one hit of fish, hella crazy night
Early
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 sheep
Wait fuck that
I don't want to convince myself into corny shit for a unique song
Like I don't want to use a syringe
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