Thats that b******t
Ic-don motherf**ker
Da b******t
Funk doc motherf**ker
Push whips motherf**ker
Na na chill out who got the w**d in this motherf**ker yo
Brick city jersey I got the w**d homie
Na na na chill chill chill na na chill ni**a where the w**d at
Its da b******t b******t
Ppp ni**a
Yo where the w**d at fellas what you lightin
Yo yo you motherf**kers gon learn
When it come to this sh*t I ain't about takin turns
Cuz docs in the place
The cold ni**a I'm too late to thaw
Doc unfold niggas til they ribs is raw
Whether you up the ball or ride the b**ch
My pens write with a vengeance and viagra in
Stay hard like the biceps when its stacked
I'm gritty I wouldn't love in a tennis match
I don't like to sign autographs half the time
I scribble my name and draw a jackass design
Calvin kleins spalled on the floor
You just got dogged on the tour so send some new whores ho
I got a food table to warm a new neighbor to warn
And people at the label I'm on
Crunch time what you think the forty-four is for
When I grub I want the whole smorgasboard
Gotta clean my act up and get my thoughts straight
Stop smashin the five and appear in the court dates
I won't ride the bike unless its c b r
Wit no tricks but a b**ch itll be on next
I'm still wheel handlin you die in a ambulance
Block prime scramblin glock nine handlin
Duckin the flows of mind travelin
You heard it before you ain't sunshine anderson
Got a bomb plantin and I'm ready fo mo
B**ches gettin in my party givin head at the do
All my niggas and my shortys and get high in the audience
I carry a gaudy gun youll die in the audience
Thats the b******t the b******t
We walk up in the club we on the b******t
Thats the b******t the b******t
Fondlin your b**ch a** off the b******t
Thats the b******t the b******t
Brick city brook-non off the b******t
Thats the b******t thats the b******t
Thats the- nah nah nah nah chill ni**a thats the b******t
Yo I put the pressure on a man without a gun in my hand
His limpin lenny turn around and then I pump from the pants
One nine in each arm I get hot as I squeeze from it
Now hes a cheap ornament died in a street tournament
Peep the clues not deep wit dudes
My benz don't carry shoes cuz I'm cheap as jews
But I let off this cannon bet your fleet would move
After that I tell you and what the beat to do
F**k the visine duck when I lean out the window
Wit a shottie wit me and myself and irene and my team
F**k your mainstream dry off feet
I'm explosive as simon in die hard 3
Now you wavin six flags like you at ga
Cuz my gun on standby like a flight delay
Sprayin water on all those whoevers hot
Take they mic take they jewels then them bezell doc
Stop ic-don get gone ni**a I'm here
Sippin a beer 5th with the clip in the rear
Thatll lift him off his feet make him flip in the air
I pull big guns out like I'm hittin a deer
You don't really know when trouble come
When you open your door and somebody in yo house chewin bubble gum
With double guns cocked in each hand
Ni**a you about to be buried in beach sand
I don't care if you broke or not
I don't care if you sell w**d d**e coke or not
Ni**a I still smoke the glock
Give your face polka dots yall better hope I stop
Man doom I kidnap a classroom
Hide em in the left wing of my bathroom
Do you think you could survive all that we bring ya
Bullets comin at ya just as long as your finger
And every morning I linger on the corner just drinkin
Borin and thinkin how I'm bout to score with this ink pen
You better hope we blow on this rappin sh*t
You don't want us to go under the mattresses
Shorty lookin at me funny like I don't get bank
My house is hot b**ch I swim in my fish tank
Every car got a bar the whole clique drink
I'm a dirty ni**a nuts sweaty dick stink
After we f**k I'm takin you to s and ds
Thats a lie b**ch I am on e*****y
I won't remember none of this when the x in me
So if you want sex for free check for me ic-don
