Soul On Ice Lyrics

Off the dribble September 28th That's the date I am the West In stores You got to get that shit
Internationally known You got to smell my cologne Last coast, motherfucker Last toast, motherfucker
Old money, old money, old money, old money Old money, old money, old money, old money Old money, old money, old money, old money Old money, old money, old money, old money
Old money, new money, no money, nose money Don't try to turn the Godfather into sonny Don't try to turn your forefathers into money The rap guy got the whole world prayin' for me
Pray for me, [Incomprehensible] [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/soul-on-ice-lyrics-ice-cube.html ] Crazy tunes DJ it for me I'm the real Iron Man You just rub it down me I'm crack head and black face Fresh out the country, nigger
Back the fuck up off me I burn just like hot coffee I'm kind of sweet like toffee Look what this gangdom thought me
Look, mamma, look, mamma I'm soul on Ice Look, mamma, look, mamma I'm soul on Ice
Look, mamma, look, mamma I'm soul on Ice Look, mamma, look, mamma I'm soul on Ice Hey