Ice Cube - Pockets Stay Fat lyrics
Ice Cube [O'Shea Jackson Sr.] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ice Cube - Pockets Stay Fat lyrics]
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
Everybody in here know what the fuck it is
I'm a gangsta, nigga
And I put that on my kids
I do a movie, homie
Do it for some bratty kids
Ain't go no problem with blowin'
Off their daddy wig
The first rapper to flick it
And make it stick (Make it stick)
Now I'm an actor - yeah right
- ain't that a bitch?
Believe that shit like it's all an act, trick
You get your ass kicked quicker
Than a crack bitch
It's automatic even though I'm diplomatic
(What's up?) i ain't tatted but you'll still
Get your brain splattered
Same niggas that's mad I never been to juvy
Be like, "Yo Cube, nigga, put me in a movie"
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
My jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
See, I'ma ball, I might outlive 'em all
How the fuck you gon' run before you crawl?
(How?)
I done seen 'em fly, I done seen 'em fall
I done seen 'em get shot comin' out the mall
I done seen 'em blow up like Kanye West
And fall out the sky faster than a jumbo jet
Crash and burn - rappers
Are you humbled yet?
Surreal Life - muthafucka, are you on it yet?
Ice Cube is always in his prime (Fa sho)
Do he sleep? 'Cause he always on the grind
I got a lifetime of icing and gravy
Please don't hate me 'cause I
Sleep like a baby
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
Everybody know that I grew up in 1-11
I ain't a Crip but still I am an urban legend
In the hood, I used to count on aggression
Nowadays, a nigga countin' all his blessings
Smith and Wesson'll send your
Ass straight to heaven
If you think a nigga turned into a reverend
I'm a deacon, bitch, just like Deacon Jones
Come around the corner
Break all your freakin' bones
Heard a voice in my head when
I was on the corner (Ice Cube)
Do for self, nigga
Fuck the state of California
'Cause they'll bury you alive
In concrete and steel (For real)
This bullshit is a trap, I'm just being real
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat (You know)
Playa better know that (Come on)
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that (Westside)
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat (yeah)
Pockets, pockets stay fat (Come on)
Playa better know that
My, my jeans feelin' tight 'cause
My pockets stay fat
Pockets, pockets stay fat
Playa better know that
Get it crackin' in this muthafucka
Get it crackin'
Get it crackin' in this muthafucka
Get it crackin'
Haha, you know the side, bitch
Haha, all day, all night, bitch
West Coast, muthafucka
West Coast, muthafucka
Puttin' it down, nigga, always and forever
I burn like the sun