Ice Cube – Fire Water Lyrics

[Intro]
A lot of people wonder how they gon’ die
How’m I gon’ die?
Will it be a bullet wound?
Will they die at the hands of the police?
Here’s how I think I’ma go

[Chorus]
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I’ma die of the good life
I’ma die of the good life
Fire water
Fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
Fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
Fire water
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I’ma die of the good life
I’ma die of the good life

[Verse 1]
I’m a animal, my splif’s flammable
This is Hannibal, I’m a cannibal
It’s understandable you think I’m studio
But when we leave the studio, nigga, you’s the hoe
Niggas lose your hoe, like usual
Bitch is beautiful, what she with you for?
When Hiawatha drank my fire water said sayonara to his lonely daughter
Fire starter, mister arson
South Central Compton next to Carson
Rips are rippin’, dogs are barkin’
Guppies all move over, let the shark in
Blood in the water, cuz in the water
Need to get out, nigga, was it a slaughter?
Fuckin’ wit’chy’all niggas, tear in your drawers
This fire water put hair on your balls
This is a rebel without a pause
With three hoes like Santa Clause
Know all the pimp codes and the bylaws
Got enough paper, I could buy y’all
At the Bayou, I could buy you
Walkin’ ’round here with a slave IQ
Better get smart or it’s déjà vu
Back in the dark, nigga, chained to the ark, nigga, fuck

[Chorus]
Fire water
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I’ma die of the good life
I’ma die of the good life

[Verse 2]
How I do it is lighter fluid
Think you fly? Put a spider to it
Come down heavy, Isaac Newton
While y’all talkin’, I be shootin’
Most of these artists be prostitutin’
Gangsta shit, I wrote The Constitution
Bitch ass nigga, what’s your contribution?
Hatin’ on shit ain’t a revolution
Change this shit, fuck the lootin’
West side riders, I’m recruitin’
God is a teacher, I’m the student
Don’t bite the apple, I’m rebootin’
Back to the pen and pad
Back to the pen and paper
Niggas wanna catch the vapors but they on respirators
Always on elevators
Always dressed like the Raiders
Always on my way to Vegas

[Chorus]
Fire water
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I’ma die of the good life
I’ma die of the good life

[Verse 3]
My best wares? Louis chest hairs
Who wanna ball with the California bears?
It’s Mardi Gras every time I’m with my players
Alcohol all in the air
I run this shit, I am the mayor
You a crazy bitch, Princess Leia
Don’t’cha know my truth is a dare?
It’s the cyclops with the eye drops
Fuck these thots and Goldilocks
Bitches wanna go and drink all a nigga porridge
Don’t ask me for a piece of pizza
Fold my arms and say, “Bye Felicia”
Why the fuck you messin’ with the creature?
Might wake up and fuckin’ eat ya
Can hardly see ya ’cause of my shine
I’m legally blind
I’m outta my mind
Study my rhyme, I got the equation for any occasion
Black, white, brown, red, purple, or Asian
My fire water keep folks ablazin’
I got some shit that’ll burn your stomach
Make you vomit, the dogs atomic
Please don’t try to mix this with chronic
Niggas won’t believe that you seen a comet, no

[Chorus]
Fire water
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
I got that fire water
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I’ma die of the good life
I’ma die of the good life
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I’ma die of the good life
I’ma die of the good life
Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much smoke and too much liquor
The good life, I’ma die of the good life
I’ma die of the good life
Fire water
Fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
Fire water
The shit I spit will get you lit
Fire water
I got that fire water
I got that fire water
I got that fire water
I got that fire water

Molly Brazy – Play For Keeps

Niggas lied to me, niggas stole from me
But I ain’t cry about it, I got more money
Everybody on my phone tryna hold something
Even that bag wanna fuck me, I got loads coming
Road runner, quick to switch up States
I been MIA
Get some head, put that nigga out
Then get my number changed
Molly Brazy, pull up on your block
Let that engine growl
Sounding like that nigga from Verizon
"Can you hear me now?"
Jewelry loud, I look like I done came up on a lick
I been snapping ever since they took my brother out
He told me "sis, step it up, and keep your foot on they necks"
Quit staring at me, I just smacked a bitch (?)

I swear
They so disloyal show them how to ball
Ain’t got no morals, bitches breaking laws
Beefing over niggas, I swear I done seen it all
They been fake they whole life, these hoes Santa Clause
Bitch, you ain’t no housewife, you a housekeeper
Queen Petty, you don’t like me?
I don’t like you neither
Fifteen hundred for these sneaks, couldn’t find them cheaper
Red tint, but the arms look like Justin Bieber
You must’ve bumped your head, you thought I was broke
These hoes stalk my Instagram to see what I got on
They so spooked, when they see me I get compliments
Got too many money problems, they need counseling
Flew to Oakland, holla at Curry, get some autographs
Real shooter since he met him, he ain’t call me back
I grew up around here, my city ain’t that bad
But you ain’t from around here, so let me take that back

A rat gone be a rat, I ain’t gone say no more
Where them cape, cause these filters out here saving hoes
From the bottom, climb that latter, it ain’t take me long
A lot of ups, a lot of downs, it just made me strong
You a side bitch, we ain’t got shit in common
Pity party, bunch of mad ass baby mamas
Ain’t got no time to play with y’all, cause I’m too busy counting
Grown as hell, but I swear that money keep my grounded
Birkins and Peruvian, they go hand-in-hand
If I bust out this Rolly, it’s gone hammer dance
I ain’t got no roof, George Jefferson
Quick reminder, hoes got me out my element
Miss me now, see my later, ain’t no meet and greet
That Draco on the seat, bitch I play for keeps
I can’t even go to sleep, Twitter got me geeked
Cause I know these hoes sweet, and they don’t wanna beef
That deal ain’t change nothing, but my bank account
And where I live, I got deer running through my house
My mama prayed for it, I just went and bought it
I told her she can have it, I don’t care what it cost me
You talking beneficial, step into my office
But when y’all got to spilling tea is where y’all bitches lost me
Forreal

The Salsoul Orchestra – There’s Someone Who’s Knocking

There’s Someone Who’s Knocking at my door
The person, he’s knocking more and more
The person, he’s saying, please let me in
For the one who is knocking is a man with a white beard on his chin
He’s laughing so merry, I’d better hurry
And see who is at my door
He’s wearing a suit, made of red and white
He looks very happy, and very bright
He always says Ho Ho and Merry Christmas too
He brings lots of goodies and gifts for me and you
He’ll bring you some presents, and all because
His name is Santa Clause
He’s wearing a suit, made of red and white
He looks very happy, and very bright
He always says Ho Ho and Merry Christmas too
He brings lots of goodies and gifts for me and you
He’ll bring you some presents, and all because,
His name is Santa Clause
His name is Santa Clause

Marty Baller – I’m A Dog

[Hook: Marty Baller]
I got kitty on my breath, its some cheese steak
Girl I really want some head she said please wait
I’m a doberman pinscher for the bitches
If she even breathe wrong I’mma ditch her
Baby I’m a dog, baby I’m a dog
Fuck em all I’ma fuck em all
If I could fuck em all I’ma fuck em all

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Marty baller show these motherfuckers how to ball
I’ma ball hard like Chris Paul
Swervin’ in the street in a new porsche
I got diamonds in my grill don’t need to dental floss
Nigga blow loud blow the windows off
Like I’m Santa Clause
And they all divas like Diana Ross

[Hook: Marty Baller]
I got kitty on my breath, its some cheese steak
I really want some cheese
I’m a doberman pinscher for the bitches
Baby I’m a dog, baby I’m a dog
If I could fuck em all I’ma fuck em all
Baby I’m a dog, baby I’m a dog
If I could fuck em all I’ma fuck em all

[Verse 2: Marty Baller]
She on my pokeballs
I gotta catch em all
And you know my bitches bad she a barbie doll
Big [?] I’m comin’ through I gotta stand up tall
Chris Paul cross ’em all watch them niggas fall
Yeah I’m ballin’ dunkin’ on em call me Don Wall
I got that Cris now give me light call me Chris Paul
John Paul Gautier I got my frames on
And I had to throw my Alexander Wang on

[Hook: Marty Baller]
I got kitty on my breath, its some cheese steak
Girl I really want some head she said please wait
I’m a doberman pinscher for the bitches
If she even breathe wrong I’mma ditch her
Baby I’m a dog, baby I’m a dog
If I could fuck em all I’ma fuck em all
Baby I’m a dog, baby I’m a dog
If I could fuck em all I’ma fuck em all

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Really I’m a dog really I’m a dog
Quavo slim Thugga I’m a boss hog
Ice on my neck I’m sick I got menopause
Took yo hoe in a dress cause she wear no draws
She want me take her to the mall, I’m a dog cause I tell her na
Lil bitty bitch need a pause
Lil mama she lost in the sauce
Flaws and all she make the birds sing like Diana Ross
The plug he takin right off
I put the dope in her anus
Lil bitty bitch she better not cough
If she ever get caught I’m takin off cause she gonna talk
I got codeine on my breath this ain’t a t-bone steak (actavis)
And I’m all about my chips Frito lays (stackin’ it)
Play with the money like it is monopoly, run with it like it relay
Call up my nigga Ferg whats the word
My niggas pull up like ándale