Ice-T Lyrics
Ice-T Lyrics
"Somebody Gotta Do It (Pimpin' Ain't Easy!!!) Lyrics"
For Bad Times Lyrics
I cry for fate for you Heal me to To you and cover me inside all I guess its true to cover me I didnt want to I soon belong I cry for fate for you and one small moment cant be not me I just tried me too cover me
My lifestyles crazy,I'm luxury lazy
So much gold that jewelry don't phase me
Coroless phone,eight or nine homes
Girlies on my Jammie with Ice-T Jones
Bank account boomin',fast lane zoomin'
Known around the world for my high post groomin'
Mac like a preacher,love like a teacher
Got a girl who lives in Paris
When I want her I beep her
Too many clothes,gotta rag top rolls
1.000 Watt system and my speakers are bose
I kick it like a champ,I throught you
But pimpin' ain't easy
But somebody gotta do it
My thumbs are tired just from countin' cash
No more room in my diamond stash
Filin' my nails is such a tirin' task
Gold knobs on my benzo dash
Five freaks just to comb my hair
Monograms on my underwear
Bodyguards around so please don't dare
You're takin' a chance if you just stop and stare
Livin' my life is just so hard to do
Makin' deals a million one or two
Buyin' new cars for my
Matching Ferraris,E's black,mine's blue
Can't swin a lap in my pool because it's just too long
Could never go broke because my banks too strong
No matter what I do I simply can't go wrong
And I'll make money,I don't need this damn song
But somebody's gotta do it
When I walk in a joint,punks always look at me hard
Because I wear enough gold to tie a dog in a yard
Cold maxin' in my mansion so big it's silly
Got a butler named Humphry an
Mink sheets on my bed,that's what I said
Gourmet chefs in my kitchem so that I can get fed
So tired of sailin' on my boat I might just Helicopter
To my jet and catch a midnight flight
So many girls in my book,it weighs a tom
Gotta leave the damn country just to have some fun
Private suite at the track to watch the ponies run
And there ain't nothin' in the word
That me an "E" ain't done
But somedody gotta do it
I cry for fate for you Heal me to To you and cover me inside all I guess its true to cover me I didnt want to I soon belong I cry for fate for you and one small moment cant be not me I just tried me too cover me
My lifestyles crazy,I'm luxury lazy
So much gold that jewelry don't phase me
Coroless phone,eight or nine homes
Girlies on my Jammie with Ice-T Jones
Bank account boomin',fast lane zoomin'
Known around the world for my high post groomin'
Mac like a preacher,love like a teacher
Got a girl who lives in Paris
When I want her I beep her
Too many clothes,gotta rag top rolls
1.000 Watt system and my speakers are bose
I kick it like a champ,I throught you
The Pandy's Are Coming Lyrics
There was a rhyme that wasn't a rhyme In a time that wasn't a time There was a place that wasn't a place There was a race that wasn't a race But I lived in a city no-one knew Thousands of people, indecisions Cha
knew itThere was a rhyme that wasn't a rhyme In a time that wasn't a time There was a place that wasn't a place There was a race that wasn't a race But I lived in a city no-one knew Thousands of people, indecisions Cha
But pimpin' ain't easy
But somebody gotta do it
My thumbs are tired just from countin' cash
No more room in my diamond stash
Filin' my nails is such a tirin' task
Gold knobs on my benzo dash
Five freaks just to comb my hair
Monograms on my underwear
Bodyguards around so please don't dare
You're takin' a chance if you just stop and stare
Livin' my life is just so hard to do
Makin' deals a million one or two
Buyin' new cars for my
Dark Erotica Lyrics
Be my dark angel tonight Transfer me through your blazing passion With deep shadows in your face I'm resigned to your erotic fantasy I feel the galactic hurricanes Deep inside your temple of your ecstasy There's
entire crewBe my dark angel tonight Transfer me through your blazing passion With deep shadows in your face I'm resigned to your erotic fantasy I feel the galactic hurricanes Deep inside your temple of your ecstasy There's
Matching Ferraris,E's black,mine's blue
Can't swin a lap in my pool because it's just too long
Could never go broke because my banks too strong
No matter what I do I simply can't go wrong
And I'll make money,I don't need this damn song
But somebody's gotta do it
When I walk in a joint,punks always look at me hard
Because I wear enough gold to tie a dog in a yard
Cold maxin' in my mansion so big it's silly
Got a butler named Humphry an
Everyone Says 'Hi' Lyrics
Said you'd took a big trip They said you moved away Happened oh so quietly, they say Should've took a picture Something I could keep Buy a little frame, something cheap For you Everyone says hi Said you s
d a maid named MillySaid you'd took a big trip They said you moved away Happened oh so quietly, they say Should've took a picture Something I could keep Buy a little frame, something cheap For you Everyone says hi Said you s
Mink sheets on my bed,that's what I said
Gourmet chefs in my kitchem so that I can get fed
So tired of sailin' on my boat I might just Helicopter
To my jet and catch a midnight flight
So many girls in my book,it weighs a tom
Gotta leave the damn country just to have some fun
Private suite at the track to watch the ponies run
And there ain't nothin' in the word
That me an "E" ain't done
But somedody gotta do it