Lyrics:
that funky music white boy Let's do it
VIP. Vanilla Ice yep, yep, I'm comin' hard like a rhino
Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
didn't do this
Yo, yo, what you, why?
Who messed up that last line?
You? Was it you? Was it you?
It was me
Misery (why)
MiseReid
Don't be shy, boy
can you do?
The playable unstopable ICP
Boy you can't fade me
Your game is too tuff is what you say
ICP stands for I Can Play
Any game set up by a barn
I feel like a phenomenon
Like I'm who these people idolize
And I won't let nothing get in my way
It ain't a thing, we do this all the time
Got
Yeah, up in that bitch and I'm off of a 10
Won't text back like I'm not your friend
We is my family, I am not your kin
Bet they catch up, come do
a trip
Get too high, I'm in the sky, we finna blow just like a blimp
Choppa go on sicko mode, make a fat kid go do a flip
In the fire, crash with that
you ain't called?
When you don't feel love no more
You got no right to close the door
You loved her once
And she's got proof
Baby boy looks just
Hit me with that shit one time!
And pull a foul, niggaz save the beef on the cow
I'm milkin this ho, this is MY show, tical
The FUCK you wanna do? More
Hey, yo, Rza! hit me with that shit one time!
And pull a foul, niggas save the beef on the cow
I'm milkin' this ho, this is my show, tical
The fuck you
The DOC- Hey yo Dre (yeah, what's happening?)
Have you ever met this female by
The name of ah Tairrie B?
Dr dre- yeah, yeah, I met her
The DOC-
nigga (wha)
No Limit nigga (wha)
Flipmode nigga (wha)
No Limit nigga (wha)
Flipmode nigga
Yo yo yo (Here we go)
Mystikal:
Coincide with yo boy check out
Organised Crime man
run round let’s fry man
If get charged for the M that’s life man
I ain’t tryna do no time man
yo hold on where’s my man
hop out try
saying
What i wish somebody would've said To me
Zero Gravity
Something to get you off yo feet
Get you across the street
Shamrocks in the grass
the place to be and about this time
DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the Fresh Prince in the house
We about to get busy old school style
Yo Jazzy
the nigga owe me
Staxxx not friendly
I'm not ya homie
Hustle get racks all by my lonely
It's time to eat
Cuz yo nigga hungry
Running these streets
Burning
fold under it, I'm rolling where the thunder is
You one hit wonders, one hit away from me just blowing
It's a matter of time before you need some opiates
the joint, boom
Yo, I got a crazy idea how to do Clarks now
Check it out, boom, this is how you freak 'em, boom
You go get, you go get the cream joints
the joint, boom
Yo, I got a crazy idea how to do Clarks now
Check it out, boom, this is how you freak 'em, boom
You go get, you go get the cream joints
and I n'ave no time fi no kissin' an' charm
Not even how to kiss me (ohh)
Ah true me take yuh likkle heart by storm
I don't know why
Baby girl (baby
and I n'ave no time fi no kissin' an' charm
Not even how to kiss me (ohh)
Ah true me take yuh likkle heart by storm
I don't know why
Baby girl (baby
(Aye)
Do yo' thang boy
(Aye)
No, you game boy
(Aye)
Know you one, with the ones, what you sayin' boy?
(Aye)
We the one's boy
(Aye)
Real one's boy
(Aye)
Everybody talk about they got big dreams
But nobody wanna come and do the work that it takes all between
(Nigga what's yo goals?)
(Nigga what's yo
trying to pop
But I'm not trying to head though
Come over here yo
Come on don't be scared yo
I'll I'm trying to do is
Get brain like the scarecrow
trying to pop
But I'm not trying to head though
Come over here yo, come on don't be scared yo
I'll I'm trying to do is
Get brain like the scarecrow
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