It's June 01, 2024, 09:35:20 AM
[Chorus:]Back The Fuck Up Off MeI Burn Just Like Hot CoffeeI'm Conned Up Sweet Like CoffeeLook What This Game Done For MeLook Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On IceLook Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On IceLook Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On IceLook Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On IceEyYou Bout To Smell My CologneYou Bout To Smell My CologneYou Bout To Smell My CologneLook NiggaYou Bout To Smell My CologneEyOld Money [x16]
I got my locs on, I got my locs on You can't see my eyes You can't see my eyes I got my locs on, I got my locs on You can't tell I'm high, you can't tell I'm highI got my locs on, I got my locs on You can't see my eyes You can't see my eyes I got my locs on, I got my locs on You can't tell I'm high, you can't tell I'm high
There’s a title track that really goes into it. The record is just that West Coast hardcore hip-hop; it’s really what fans of mine have kinda been accustomed to, so I ain’t about to change.”