Ickes

Still Ickes (still dre remix)

by Ickes

Hahaha
Here we go
Here I am
Back again
No hands
Stay advanced
Niggas want it
Ill hit ur mans
Green skinnys
Peter pan
Fairy bitch
U need some friends
Instead of bash talkin niggas who runnin shyt
U niggas want it but can't afford da shyt
Im on my jeepers creepers shift
And i ain't comin down
But he say he can do it really now?
Im in my jungle
Where i create my rich
Flavor in music bitch
Wanna taste me taste this
A lil bit of ickeses
Fukkin glorious
The new notorious
No matter how much they say life insurance is
Ima keep flooring it
Till they put me in my grave
With some oranges
Call me an addict
Wit a temptation for making something
Better than urs is
Bitch no more talkin
Pop pop
Tag ur it
Ima blood
Ima dick
Im da boss
Yall shyt
Nothin
Worthless
Like bullet proof rain coat
Drip drip
Flick of da wrist

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