My Dear... Take A Check At My Ear My Pair Will Make You Need Eye Wear My Glare Is Similar To Time Square Times Squared Franks Bob Mueller More Ice In
, we poppin the Crist' Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention See the ice
back it up And nobody in the streets is stoppin me U see the shoes and the whip With the chrome on the lip They Hate Or maybe it's the glare from lice on kit or the ice
(D. Williams) I threw your keys in the water, I looked back They'd frozen halfway down in the ice They froze up so quickly, the keys and their owners
it She's freaky, but I like it She shuts the room down The way she walks and causes a fuss The baddest in town She's flawless like some uncut ice I
blue and white layer, Im here, Im lit, Long hair-Dont care, Steady starin at my ear, cause my ear on glare, Now its now hard to find me, Top behind
I got jerk ya quick. Give ya ass a lil game if you smerk you in. I am pimp not a simp like ice in my drink and I don't think twice or blink cuz Im focus
billion If not, then I just won't die [Nelly] I say now, Tho yo wrappers off in tha air But only if the ice on your wrist cause glares I gettin stares
White Layer, I'm Here, I'm Lit, Long Hair-Don't Care, Steady Starin At My Ear, Cause My Ear On Glare, Now It's Now Hard To Find Me, Top Behind Me
bezel The ice so heavy Bam Bam couldn't lift my pebbles The Flintstones say the stones make you flint as you stare in it Ridiculous bright with a little glare
Take a good look at yourself. Your eyes always glaring always comparing you can't stop your starring because there's always something wrong Pull apart
me The great chorus of my skull Is choking on their dulcer tones Ten lashes on the ass of anyone who even tries And heaven's patience glaring down at
it She's freaky but I like it, yeah She shuts the room down The way she walks and causes a fuss The baddest in town She's flawless like some uncut ice
Crist' Shorty wanna see the ice then I ice the wrist City talk, Nelly listen, Nelly talk, city listen When I fuck fly bitches, when I walk pay attention See the ice
Are there no blinders on lights that glare? White noise on the eyes From gas station lights and reflected ice glare So that I can walk home by moonlight
pop, we poppin the Crist' Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention See the ice
