Roc Marciano - Ice Cream lyrics

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Roc Marciano - Ice Cream lyrics

[Intro] [Roc Marciano:] Preach [Bishop Don Majic Juan:] I tried to work man, but it just wasn't in my blood It wasn't my thing, I tried I mean I tried, but it really wasn't my thing [Verse 1: Roc Marciano] Words from that good bishop, I'm a outcast I don't fit in the system My outfit, furry like a house pet Italian leather couch set Stepping out, something stretched out Limousine sh** Twist the green sh**, purple lean sip Triple beam sh**, this that Master P sh** Ice cream sh** Got it sewn like a seamstress Linen sleeveless Only linen clean sh**, European dream sh** f** n***as, let the cream flip Let the fiends hit Nina with that beam spit Leave you like steamed fish Squeeze clips out the clean six n***as seem slick ...muhf**a you ain't seen sh** Marci n***a [Hook:] n***as wanna come and hang on some mary jane Champagne, gripping woodgrain I'm still insane [] On the way, on the way I keep a b**h on the stroll Even when its cold Stay after that pot of gold, oh You know the goal We getting dough-ooh-ooh I used to slang blow, stay on the low The po-po came to kick in my door I don't know which way to go I don't know which way to go Can't escape my past, jakes on my a** I grab my cash, I'm running fast Foot on the gas, f** your b**h a** And I'm gone I used to slang blow sting on the low The po-po came to kick in my door I don't know which way to go I don't know which way to go [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Ice cream, ice cream Fiends want that ice cream Started as a pipe dream Now I'm in that white thing b**hes in them tight jeans A nice scene Two bricks of that white thing Cop a Glock 19, it's light green b**h get on the right team [] barely 19 Hoes under my right wing f** her good, she might scream Teach her bout what life mean Ain't nothing in life free Bullet pull up nicely Ooh I think she likes me But I ain't suprised though Eyes low, clip the hydro A fly ho, got more up in my condo The combo, diamonds out the Congo The nine blow with the long nose Call it Gonzo Put the nozzle to your pie-hole Swerve at the pothole Blindfold, quit the rosco Hit the block slow, play the foxhole Watch the slideshow, bezel on my watch glow Plus I got dough, n***as know