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[ice berg]
my costumers love it hard, so you know i cook the whole zone
smoking on that bubble, stinking up the whole room
my ho walking ‘round naked, jamming slow songs
cuz she know i love her even more with no clothes on(dhat!)
and quote me when i say this sh-t
9 times out of 10 i can probably take your b-tch
get some rubbers, get a camera, and make a fl!ck
have her -ss hitting high notes like she was making hits (d-mn)
she say money make her c-m, so i showed her some stacks
but no she ain’t getting none. if her boyfriend got a problem
we ain’t finna thump, n-gga we ain’t finna fight, i ain’t kimbo slice
beefing ’bout some p-ssy billion never been that type
even if my ho get hit that’s life i’mma boss
you think i’mma fall off, you a d-mn fool
take a look at these d-mn jewels
man my white swim like shamu, it’s cleaner than shampoo
thinking ’bout robbing me, that might be your last move
lil homie got whacked cus his balance was past due
it’s jackers everywhere so just watch who you brag too
i ran a couple plays i was out of here
i went shopping, b-tches thought a n-gga got a deal
a lot of soldiers fell victim to the bullet
and i feel my job to represent them to the fullest
i came a long way from a play full of …
now i’m all outta state with a stash fulled with goodies
3 different type of weed same grape dutch
i hit it 2 or 3 times cuz it don’t take much
i hit her 2 or 3 times, and than i quit her
she ain’t get wet so you can keep your girl n-gga
i gained a lot of haters from the sh-t on my arm
south beach all the hoes wanna sit on my car
n-ggas wanna roll dice just to say they won berg money
but who cares cuz a n-gga making bird money
since day 1 is been money over b-tches
and yet there’s still is n-ggas steady f-cking up the business
i’m in the hood riding slow like i caught a flat
i ain’t parked, but they looking like i bought ’em back
i took a b-tch to wet w-llys ‘fore i call a cab
and fulfill my needs by the time that i brought her back
slow head while i drive fast
and when i p-ss all the hoes say that’s berg with his high -ss
pre-rolled joints i ride with a 5-pack
blowing dro while you n-ggas…
my life a movie, and i’m yet to hit the climax
steady getting paper cuz a n-gga riding strapped
mic check 1,2 is the sh-t on?
i get p-ssed off, and haters get p-ssed on
kush joints about the size of a cigar
when i light it up i call it the lift off
my supporters love it when a n-gga sh-t talk
all you opposer give me time ima win y’all (yeuuh!)



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