ice berg - dope lyrics
look, this here remind me of deep cover
had a motherf-cking foursome, used three rubbers
tryina take over the streets, tryina be bubba
untouchable, shout out to my uncle owen
n-gg- think i’m green, i’mma show him what his money do
drop cheese, i hear homies coming out for you
they got me look around, man, i’m feeling hotter
life i was getting a loft, ford bmax
n-gg- say that we ain’t got it and we crazy
numbers don’t lie, the sh-t you talking is just hating
b-tches gonna ride with whoever is doing the greatest
so we hopping off the party, bought some ten pretty ladies
why you broke, broke, broke little n-gg-?
you can’t be caught tryina smoke little n-gg-
all my dogs f-cking with enough paper till the point
we got tables next to the ball players
and i ain’t f-cking b-tch, yeah, she on little weight
my dog in the county, heard about it from a cell mate
head n-gg- with paper from lauderdale to jail rape
f-ck, but when it’s my turn, you wanna play or hate?
nah, 54, chew chew what it do?
call the beach side boys, are they up?
i’m tryina be low key, tryina the small cup
but it’s hard to hide when all you got is flawless
and i’m on that good sh-t n-gg-, word
thick smoke i’m pulling n-gg-
this og got me crooked, all you rookies stick to that bullsh-t n-gg-
all my sh-t dope, billion burn sh-t dope
the life, oh sh-t dope
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