Rick Glaciers - I.W.Y.

You mad cause i'm with her
I been digging in her liver
I fuck yo bih when I sip the liquor
She wanna fuck with this nigger
Cause im getting really big figures
I don't give a fuck about a trigger
Silly nigger
I count racks count guap
I don't give a fuck about a opp
Niggas out here cant mop
Niggas out here just flop

Gaultier top in the drop
Yea my baby love to shop
Yardsale panties on her twat
Angel blue crop
Niggas out here wanna swap
Dont wanna count guap
Niggas keep hating
Tell him stop
Nigga fuck a opp

Nah I'm too pretty cant mop
Had to hit the frenchys on scott
Fried chicken with the red pop
Rocking rick owens and you know it's out of stock
Ricky be counting be them knots
Mama told me boy grow out ya locs
Im ten toes walking on this rock
And im with you

Back in the day
When a nigga used to play
I would hear my daddy say
Gotta stay paid

Back in the day
When a nigga had a fade
And the nigga had the jays
I heard my daddy say
Gotta stay paid
Gotta stay paid

Written by:
Cam'Ron Evans

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