R.O.B X MFP - Ice Cold

Yah, yah, yah, yah
R.O.B
Here we go
(20 minutes)
Everybody know my motherfucking name
Number one, in the fucking game
It's R.O.B, R.O.B on the fucking beat
Always wear
Fire on my feet
(AF1)
All I do is spit fucking heat
Everybody gotta take a fucking seat
You know it's ya boy on the fucking beat
When all I do
Is spit straight heat

Jets cold, ice you up with a ten piece gold
(Bop bop)
Tried to close my fucking wallet but that wallet won't fold
(No)
Called this nigga yesterday, he said he already blown
So I copped some heat I made sure that nigga fully blown
(Gang gang, bitch)
I pull up with the owl around my neck
(Ay ay)
You the type of nigga to pretend
(Fake ass niggas)
We made it clear no capping on the set
(No capping)
If you ain't about it, don't play with the jets.

Everybody know my motherfucking name
(Gang, bitch)
Number one, in the fucking game
(Gang, gang)
It's R.O.B, R.O.B on the fucking beat
Always wear
Fire on my feet

All I do is spit fucking heat
Everybody gotta take a fucking seat
(Take it)
You know it's ya boy on the fucking beat
When all I do
Is spit straight heat
(Pop)

Written by:
Robert Mc Donnell, Rodney Omosigho

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