Remake of On Fire by Lloyd Banks
Stewart, Stewart Records, Nathan stewart, The king of scrown
WELCOME TO THE NEW SITE!!! My name is Nathan Stewart and I love to make fun of songs that I do not like,MAKE SURE YOU GET AN ALBUM WITH ALL SONGS,stuff you haven't heard and all with music! ENJOY LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!
Lyrics
Westminster
You are now rollin with the crappiest
Nathan Stewart
My Morons
{Chorus}
We on ice
Down in there, it's freezing cold
We on ice
Shell put it on if it get to cold, down in this home
We on ice
Put the roof on this crapper snapper freeze the roof on ice
Cracka what you say
We get tight in this crapper snapper, freeze the roof on ice ice ice
{Verse 1}
Now I putting everything out, I fart when I wanna
72-inch steel spokes on the Cobra
This ice gon last for the whole winnter
Running your hick faster then the shot gunna
socks on my anckles, rolls silver under
nines on my waist, those throw wonder
Im buying 40 for the deere
But when you go, the only thing still stopping is your rear
Yeah, im riding with that all green tub
John deere cap, all yellow doves
Im 90s man, but the hicks smack rugs
These album selling better than drugs
Not to mention I bought a pack of cubs
His snapbacks about as fresh as farts was
Now all these new artists getting fresh wheels
Im only 13, sitting on bills
{Chorus}
We on ice
Down in there, it's freezing cold
We on ice
Shell put it on if it get to cold, down in this home
We on ice
Put the roof on this crapper snapper freeze the roof on ice
Cracka what you say
We get tight in this crapper snapper, freeze the roof on ice ice ice
{Verse 2}
If you know everything thing about me, then you know im a cracka
If I aint fart the first night, I aint gon smell her
Im trying to play, you trying to have my brother
But I can't blame him for what his poppa told fur
And I don't care bout what the last cracka bought her
Cause I aint putting no baguettes in her ??
I got a diamond about as clear as water
And I got bread, but I aint spend quarters
So cut the games ma, lets go in the back
Matter fact, turn your ass round, back a nigga down
And I aint bias when im riding through the town
Like em small, like em tall, like em black, like em brown
She gotta be able to cum when I need her
Tight ass pants, little wife beater
Regular chick or R&B diva
Bitch say something, I aint a mind reader
{Chorus}
We on ice
Down in there, it's freezing cold
We on ice
Shell put it on if it get to cold, down in this home
We on ice
Put the roof on this crapper snapper freeze the roof on ice
Cracka what you say
We get tight in this crapper snapper, freeze the roof on ice ice ice
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