Ice Cube - X-*****es Lyrics
[ice cube talking]Damn, what you doing over here? whassup?Yeah I was thinking about you the other dayAnd I was thinking I should have never *****ed wit your assI should have left you right where I founnd youMy bed (echo)[verse 1]When I was with you all you ever do was *****Talk shit, but you could suck dickSo I didnt sweat all the fussin and cussinOn new years eve, the night I was bussin(wow)I would stress and strain to mantainAnd didnt need to hear your mother*****ing ass complainAbout niggaz in the house (mm), feet on the couchTalkin all loud (yeah), blunt in my mouth (yeah)***** I got fifty cents on this genesisTalkin bout niggaz got to vacate the premises(shes dead) homie historAn outa nowhere your ass got hardPoured out the pub, then you got druggedWe at it again, I tried to count to tenTheres no end to your nagginYou cant treat me like Im faggin, hoeYou see Im saggin (no)Why I gotta act like a mother*****ing ***** (why)To be king of my mother*****ing castleYoull never be the missus (never)Breakin all my dishesAnd ***** all my x-*****es[chorus 1]***** you, ***** you and ***** youThe world aint yours, the world aint yours(repeat)[verse 2]On an off, off an on, ***** Im grownSo stop playing on my phone (stop)It was a time we used to bump and grindAnd find heaven (ahh)Without a mother*****ing reverendManagoua twages and bomb-ass massagesAnd dreams of three-car garagesYou say Im cheating when Im up at the studioCome to find out you the hoe, ohAnd you was way outTalkin bout rap, was gonna play yaAnd I was wasting my time writing rhyme (hahaha)You made yourself loud and clearYou wanted me to choose between you and my career (*****)Started *****ing with this baller named chrisCouldnt resist the rolex on his wristI kept on writing my raps with profanityNow Im on tour *****ing *****es like fanadyYou tried to diss this, now you missed thisAnd the first and fifteenth is like christmasSend me ***** pictures but give it a restWith mrs ice cube tatood on your breastNow you at the back door of my showDressed like a hoe, axin could you blow (no),Hell no but its still deliciousWent from rags to richesAnd ***** all my x-*****es[chorus 2]***** you, ***** you, especially youThe world aint yours, the world aint yours(repeat)Now I hear you sayin yeah I used to ***** emNot lettin em know I was a young buck thenNiggaz axin me man, did you love her?Loved her stupid ass enough to ***** her with a rubber (*****)Now I hear, Im your big brother (who? )Second cousin, friend***** since when?Incest aint the way I swing (nah)Never bought your ass a goddamn thingThat I had to pay forI was hatefulUngrateful (uh) and never faithful*****in everything that I could get my paws onWalkin through hell with gasoline draws onNow Im on the mic, music is my lifeKids and a wife, heard you was a dite (damn)Its your thing if you like the switchesBut its my world and ***** all my x-*****es(chorus 1)(chorus 2)[ice cube talking]Never go down the same road twiceAdvice from the big homie ice cubeHmm, girl you better get away from hereI dont want that shit no moreNa,na ahem, and dont be callin at my mama house neitherIm through wit you. Im through wit youI done got smarter. I done got smarterI aint *****in wit your daughter
