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Ice a Fussin

Baby you got me so obsessed You know Im twisted up twice Like 720 degrees You know I aint nothing nice But you got to admit You love riding with me My old friends might ask What made you break, what gave you the disease If I got back to work Theyd all shut up And act like “My nigga Please.” Please bring a track for me Tapes push back tapes pause with glee But you know the rain It falls down cold The know the thing, I believe That it falls down on me. Don’t bring your ice a fussin x 2 Don’t bring you rock so cold So this is hustle city Motherers back up When they find out the true definition of a **** Its so scary But you know what I cant do much when they Find out which one I love Its a cold day outside but inside Its as warm as july Inside I see the drama on this guy I love to watch it fly With her i hate when she goes With her I masterbated and she knows Its alright, its alright she can do that Its alright I thought she knew that She said - I know - I love it when you do that. I love it when you do that to So Imma do that to you Cause hey girl hey girl hey girl I love that I love that

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