Joey Trap - ICE CREAM KUSH lyrics

Oh Skinny
You wildin' nigga
Nigga

Don't be disrespectful, get your ass robbed
Ice Cream Kush
A lotta pound up in the Trackhawk
I don't always muzzle
When I shoot I let that MAC talk
Never leave the crib without the MAC
I feel like Steve Jobs
Boy, I am not talkin' 'bout computers
Shoot your laptop
Hop out, nice whip
Did I just take your scalp off?
I could probably push a pencil through
You 'cause you that soft
We be sippin' codeine out the bottle
Ain't got no cough
Nigga, life a movie, on the big screen
Ass lift, nose job, now I got a thick queen
I ain't even tryna test no paper
'less it's blue or green
Take a showеr in the Masi'
'cause it's too clean
All thеse damn diamonds on my
Watch could probably freeze time
I can't live without one
Never hear me sayin'
"She's mine"
Let me guess, you want me for my money
I could read minds
Baby, you won't get a dollar
Treat you like my bitch
You gon' get a collar

We gon' get up out her
I don't know what bro put in this ganja
But it's gettin' louder
I don't know what these
Niggas is callin' me
But I'm the doctor
Once your baby mama get off
Ecstasy then she a monster
How could all this cannabis be
Felonies if I'm a Rasta?
Nigga, I let that beat rock and
I'm still kickin' this shit hard
Go get Xanax
And this bitch spittin' up three bars
Nigga, stand back 'cause this
AR shoot three far
I'm just one nigga
Why do I need three cars?
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