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roc marciano - ice cream lyrics

[intro]
[roc marciano:] preach
[bishop don majic juan:]
i tried to work man, but it just wasn’t in my blood
it wasn’t my thing, i tried
i mean i tried, but it really wasn’t my thing

[verse 1: roc marciano]
words from that good bishop, i’m a outcast
i don’t fit in the system
my outfit, furry like a house pet
italian leather couch set
stepping out, something stretched out
limousine sh-t
twist the green sh-t, purple lean sip
triple beam sh-t, this that master p sh-t
ice cream sh-t
got it sewn like a seamstress
linen sleeveless
only linen clean sh-t, european dream sh-t
f-ck n-ggas, let the cream flip
let the fiends hit
nina with that beam spit
leave you like steamed fish
squeeze clips out the clean six
n-ggas seem sl!ck
…muhf-cka you ain’t seen sh-t
marci n-gga

[hook:]
n-ggas wanna come and hang on some mary jane
champagne, gripping woodgrain
i’m still insane []
on the way, on the way
i keep a b-tch on the stroll
even when its cold
stay after that pot of gold, oh
you know the goal
we getting dough-ooh-ooh
i used to slang blow, stay on the low
the po-po came to kick in my door
i don’t know which way to go
i don’t know which way to go
can’t escape my past, jakes on my -ss
i grab my cash, i’m running fast
foot on the gas, f-ck your b-tch -ss
and i’m gone
i used to slang blow sting on the low
the po-po came to kick in my door
i don’t know which way to go
i don’t know which way to go

[verse 2: roc marciano]
ice cream, ice cream
fiends want that ice cream
started as a pipe dream
now i’m in that white thing
b-tches in them tight jeans
a nice scene
two bricks of that white thing
cop a glock 19, it’s light green
b-tch get on the right team
[] barely 19
hoes under my right wing
f-ck her good, she might scream
teach her bout what life mean
ain’t nothing in life free
bullet pull up nicely
ooh i think she likes me
but i ain’t suprised though
eyes low, clip the hydro
a fly ho, got more up in my condo
the combo, diamonds out the congo
the nine blow with the long nose
call it gonzo
put the nozzle to your pie-hole
swerve at the pothole
blindfold, quit the rosco
hit the block slow, play the foxhole
watch the slideshow, bezel on my watch glow
plus i got dough, n-ggas know

- roc marciano lyrics

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