Lyrics Troy Ave – Lick It
Text:
Keep niggas out my loop
I get money, keep a coupe
Ice and cream, so she scoop
Pick up game and I hoop
Handle business with no suit
Blowing heat, don’t get sued
(B-b-boom) Word
Keep niggas out my loop
I get money, keep a coupe
Ice and cream, so she scoop
Pick up game and I hoop
Niggas mad I ball, I shoot
Handle business with no suit
Blowing heat, don’t get sued
(B-b-boom) Word
Weak niggas think it’s cute
Ridin’ dick and climbing gooch
They ain’t hunnid on Ma Dukes, nigga, word
I know they be in cahoots
Over my back they gotta boost
I’m ’bout to come back off the stoop, nigga, word
I ain’t got no motherfuckin’ kids
Judge sittin’ in the chair
In his eyes is where I stare, ay, word
I’m facin’ twenty years a pair
That’s a forty, listen here
It ain’t right and it ain’t fair
It’s wack, word
So, it’s life, but I don’t pout a lot
Gucci down to my socks a lot, word
Still fuckin’ up the parking lot
Exotic cars, matching broads
Love this chocolate, word
Keep niggas out my loop
I get money, keep a coupe
Ice and cream, so she scoop
Pick up game and I hoop
Niggas mad I ball, I shoot
Handle business with no suit
Blowing heat, don’t get sued
(B-b-boom) Word
Keep niggas out my loop
I get money, keep a coupe
Ice and cream, so she scoop
Pick up game and I hoop
Niggas mad I ball, I shoot
Handle business with no suit
Blowing heat, don’t get sued
(B-b-boom) Word
Fork in the stove
Scrapin’ the blue
Cookie the dough’s
Facin’ the blues
Like cotton and candy
I’m stackin’ the youth
Should the Rollies
Rock that goop
Good, runnin’
Them checks in my loops
Good, strawberry, but no shortcake
Money long as my hallway
Mint chip, I eat all day
And the nightmares of no Parkay
I’m a millionaire with a court case
I could Tay-K what my flows say
My jewelry cost at least hundred bands
In your face
Only rapper owns several homes and the cars that I race
Fuckin’ these bitches, gettin’ this money
Fuck these niggas, they move funny
How you real, when you be hungry?
You ain’t workin’, you a dummy
Feet all gummy, stuck on bummy
It’s a wrap, boy you a mummy
With your hands out, movin’ from me
My shit buzzin’, I got honeys
Talkin’ flavors
Asian persuaders, icy Italians
Butter pecan Ricans, Vanillas’ creamin’
Chocolate’s be stylin’
Middle East ones love to pray before they get in they throat
My Dominican mixed with rum and make a Brugal float
It’s good, word
Keep niggas out my loop
I get money, keep a coupe
Ice and cream, so she scoop
Pick up game and I hoop
Niggas mad I ball, I shoot
Handle business with no suit
Blowing heat, don’t get sued
(B-b-boom) Word
Keep niggas out my loop
I get money, keep a coupe
Ice and cream, so she scoop
Pick up game and I hoop
Niggas mad I ball, I shoot
Handle business with no suit
Blowing heat, don’t get sued
(B-b-boom)