paroles de chanson Ice Cream - Curly Chuck

I'm the coolest to do it who is the dude with the music
That got em' moving they booty like it's a zoo in they booty
I keep a cutie secluded she look so cute when we spooning
She like to fuck off the molly I told boot it and toot it
Now you can tell that my pockets had a Jewish influence
Whole bunch of rubber bands looking like oodles of noodles
And I'm the wood in the fire I'm the air in the tire
I get very excited when I'm burying bodies
Niggas running from pussy I call it Jerry and Tommy
You got barbarian knowledge I'm more superior partner

Hey bitch you gotta pay me for them features like a sports car
Hello nice to meet you put this in your sports bra
Got her in the loft going hard but she snorting soft
Her boyfriend keep on calling she don't pick up till the fourth call
I bring a bitch back like a Chiropractor
Put my hands in her lace make her spiral faster
I'm a spinal tapper this the final chapter
Fuck your whole friend group and make em' line up after
But I ain't paying for no pussy bitch is you out of your mind
Put this molly on your tongue and put your body on mine
And she only 23 I caught her right in her prime
Fuck her good drop her off and don't say hi to her mom
And my dick so long I ain't gotta wait for you
Baby I could fuck you while I'm on my way to you
She said she ain't shave and I said it don't matter
I could beat around the bush or you could get it straight forward
I'm a nasty ass nigga so I keep me a rubber
Type a nigga fuck a bitch and then go sleep with her mother
Sell some dope to her sister and smoke some weed with her brother
Talk some shit to her uncle and then go beat up her cousin hey
I am the nigga that hired your boss
You niggas could never buy what I've bought
I light up and spark and get high as a hawk
And if I ever die imma die on the cross
I go to the club and I spend 50k but I don't give a fuck cuz I'm writing it off
I got too fucked up now I can't get it up but my dick is so long that she's riding it soft
Um I am the nigga you see in your dreams swinging machetes and fleeing the scene
Plenty of blood it's all over my hands I told the police I was eating some wings
How you comparing your team to my team
Thats like comparing a king to a fiend
Thats like comparing a P to a G
Thats like comparing a drink to a sea
I look in the mirror to see how it gleam
You see what I see then you see what I mean
Pull up with me you don't need an ID
Nigga look at all the people I bring
Keep it on me I don't keep it by me
Off White belt like I teach Karate
Cut your head off and eat your body
Pull up on me its a pizza party
Big choppa on my shoulder nigga
Pull the trigger then a boulder hit em'
Did a couple lines before I did the mission
Now I'm blowing tissue and blowing pistols
Niggas slow and simple but I'm so official
I don't have a soul I have a solar system
I got women creeping on my Instagram
And the coldest bitches like the oldest pictures I swear