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Letra : Ice Cream
Dope fiend (Uh)
(Woah, Kenny)
Yeah, yeah
Dope boat go skrrt-skrrt, yeah, yeah (B*t*h)
Thirty-four for that work-work, yeah, yeah (All white bricks)
Dope fiend got a pipe dream, yeah
Serve my neighbors thirty-four flavors, I got ice cream, yeah (All white bricks)
N***a took it from the box Chevy to the Bentley coupe (Skrrt)
All night servin' hard white, n***a, P Miller in a D**kies suit (Yeah)
Boss sh*t, f**kin' your b*t*h, I just put a baby in a n***a boo (Muah)
Hunnid b*t*hes in the penthouse, I be too live, let the n***a Lukе (Yeah)
I should f**k around, start a peep show (Yeah)
Like to suck and f**k it, shе a freak ho (Yeah)
Yeah, I rap n***a, gotta eat though (Yeah)
Got bricks, n***a, Shaq free throw (Yeah)
I been on a package for a week, though (Yeah)
Plug hit a n***a with the lingo (Yeah)
Better have my money by domingo (B*t*h, yeah, all white bricks)
Got bricks, n***a, Shaq free throw
Yeah, b*t*h, all white bricks
Ho got caught with a four way, told on the whole damn gang
I don't like that b*t*h (Skrrt!)
I was pushin' on the interstate
Trunk full of weight when my dawg woke up
Told him I just did a whole thing of the Fetty Wap, no dog, all cut
Yeah, dope boat go skrrt-skrrt, yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Thirty-four for that work-work, yeah, yeah (All white bricks)
Dope fiend got a pipe dream, yeah
Serve my neighbors thirty-four flavors, I got ice cream, yeah
(All white bricks)
When it come to gettin' money, n***a, we the best (M-M-Maybach Music)
Put a chopper on you pussies with the GPS
Gettin' dressed up for the club just to go be with rats (No)
Never speakin' with you n***as 'cause we speakin' facts
Couple mill' a duffle bag, I got a block to feed
Kill them n***as, homicide, they got a lot of leads
She told me I'm the richest n***a that she ever met
Twenty thou' Balenciagas, I ain't wear them yet
Her new boyfriend keep askin', "Where you met him at?"
Hah?
Dope boat go skrrt-skrrt, yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Thirty-four for that work-work, yeah, yeah (All white bricks)
Dope fiend got a pipe dream, yeah
Serve my neighbors thirty-four flavors, I got ice cream, yeah
(All white bricks)
(Woah, Kenny)
Yeah, yeah
Dope boat go skrrt-skrrt, yeah, yeah (B*t*h)
Thirty-four for that work-work, yeah, yeah (All white bricks)
Dope fiend got a pipe dream, yeah
Serve my neighbors thirty-four flavors, I got ice cream, yeah (All white bricks)
N***a took it from the box Chevy to the Bentley coupe (Skrrt)
All night servin' hard white, n***a, P Miller in a D**kies suit (Yeah)
Boss sh*t, f**kin' your b*t*h, I just put a baby in a n***a boo (Muah)
Hunnid b*t*hes in the penthouse, I be too live, let the n***a Lukе (Yeah)
I should f**k around, start a peep show (Yeah)
Like to suck and f**k it, shе a freak ho (Yeah)
Yeah, I rap n***a, gotta eat though (Yeah)
Got bricks, n***a, Shaq free throw (Yeah)
I been on a package for a week, though (Yeah)
Plug hit a n***a with the lingo (Yeah)
Better have my money by domingo (B*t*h, yeah, all white bricks)
Got bricks, n***a, Shaq free throw
Yeah, b*t*h, all white bricks
Ho got caught with a four way, told on the whole damn gang
I don't like that b*t*h (Skrrt!)
I was pushin' on the interstate
Trunk full of weight when my dawg woke up
Told him I just did a whole thing of the Fetty Wap, no dog, all cut
Yeah, dope boat go skrrt-skrrt, yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Thirty-four for that work-work, yeah, yeah (All white bricks)
Dope fiend got a pipe dream, yeah
Serve my neighbors thirty-four flavors, I got ice cream, yeah
(All white bricks)
When it come to gettin' money, n***a, we the best (M-M-Maybach Music)
Put a chopper on you pussies with the GPS
Gettin' dressed up for the club just to go be with rats (No)
Never speakin' with you n***as 'cause we speakin' facts
Couple mill' a duffle bag, I got a block to feed
Kill them n***as, homicide, they got a lot of leads
She told me I'm the richest n***a that she ever met
Twenty thou' Balenciagas, I ain't wear them yet
Her new boyfriend keep askin', "Where you met him at?"
Hah?
Dope boat go skrrt-skrrt, yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Thirty-four for that work-work, yeah, yeah (All white bricks)
Dope fiend got a pipe dream, yeah
Serve my neighbors thirty-four flavors, I got ice cream, yeah
(All white bricks)
