Iceman
Album: Rotten Apple
Release Date: 10/10/06
Label: G-Unit/Interscope
Yeah
They know me 'round here
I ain't your friend boy
Look at my left
Every time I move it looks like a strike of lightning
My name is Banks
There's white rocks on my neck and my wrist's blue
So don't trip 'cause you know I got my pistol
You'll be surprised of the doors that it gets through
Yeah
Tell Jacob the shinin's so good
Diamond after diamond and I climbed up out the bottom
So holla if it's a problem
I'm stylin'
Roll down the windows stick my hand out
I'm on my way to L
You'll be here when I get back
Now all I do is sit back
Hop in the Range and whip that
You say my name you get smacked
Know who you playin' with Black
They know me 'round here
I ain't your friend boy
Look at my left
Every time I move it looks like a strike of lightning
My name is Banks
There's white rocks on my neck and my wrist's blue
So don't trip 'cause you know I got my pistol
You'll be surprised of the doors that it gets through
My name is Buck but you can call me Icey
I keep spillin' Cristal on my white T
Don't give a f***
I pop my trunk and have you runnin' in your Nike's
Look what I just bought
And this bright link I put it on and walk right out the store
Where's my car keys? What am I gon' drive?
My Phantom got the steering wheel on the wrong side
Pocket full of cash
Them h*** followin' us
Liberace
I'm ice skatin' like a n**** playin' hockey
They know me 'round here
I ain't your friend boy
Look at my left
Every time I move it looks like a strike of lightning
My name is Banks
There's white rocks on my neck and my wrist's blue
So don't trip 'cause you know I got my pistol
You'll be surprised of the doors that it gets through
Canary yellow princess cut
Fat boy kept it gritty since I was a chubby child
Look at me now
When I put my hand up to my mouth and hit that sticky stuff
The light
In the streets
Keep a b**** on her knees
Purge first
Check a deuce
Gun
In my brand new
In other words
They know me 'round here
I ain't your friend boy
Look at my left
Every time I move it looks like a strike of lightning
My name is Banks
There's white rocks on my neck and my wrist's blue
So don't trip 'cause you know I got my pistol
You'll be surprised of the doors that it gets through
What the f*** are they yellin'?
Dope man
I've got a problem with him
Then he can't slang it and these streets get dangerous
Corny n****z pull up in cargo vans
Palms sweaty
I gave 'em the order and that's all bad
Born into flossin' flashin' got his mark-a**
The Iceman is in the buildin' chillin'
And this lame's
That's deeper than a prescription
I'm on a mission to beat him in my position
They know me 'round here
I ain't your friend boy
Look at my left
Every time I move it looks like a strike of lightning
My name is Banks
There's white rocks on my neck and my wrist's blue
So don't trip 'cause you know I got my pistol
You'll be surprised of the doors that it gets through
They know me 'round here
Watch out
They know me 'round here
Watch out
They know me 'round here
Watch out
They know me 'round here
Watch out
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