Big Baby Gandhi - Ice Water Part 2 lyrics

Uh, Lil B rawest rapper alive, uh Yeah, f** with me y'all f** with me y'all Guess what I'm like... (x3) I'm like an old Chinese man with gla** slippers If you try to come next to me, I will k** you Man I don't like anybody in my personal space I will put my f**ing dick in your a**hole I know this one girl who lived down in my... She hate me cuz I really told her I loved her That's the type of sh** I be on I'll grab a brown girl and hug her tight til she don't breathe no more Man I love people, I wish one person loved me back And I really f**ing love myself Das a lie I say so I don't k** myself This is confidence, man I got confidence And I s**, coincidence that I really hate myself At the same time, I'm a young Chinese man with round gla**es on And I got the shades too Why? So nobody can shade me, shade you You tryin' to f** me? I'm like put my dick in my own a**hole I'm like a young Chinese man who don't give a f** about anyone Walking down Main Street, I might make anyone Cum and die and s** another dick til I die And then come back as the Friendly Ghost Man I'm Casper, you don't understand I'm exasperated from all the sh** that I've been through Black Hindu, lookin' like I'm a White man I might tell Chinese people that I am them Uh, this the f**in' anthem If you from where I'm from, n***a put your hands up If you not from where I'm from, then understanding Where I'm from people know that I be a f**ing jerk I'm like a young Chinese man Man, nobody respect me anymore Cuz I f**ed up beats and I hate myself Man I love myself so much I tell people I'm a different race, different age than I really am And I'm thinking about sh** that I shouldn't have Cooking crack in the crack, looking back, thinking that I could be the type that really could love myself Hug myself, Man I got problems with sadness Call Dr. Phil, keep it real, Now I think I'm Oprah Treatin' on dat Oprah, smoking on dat Oprah Telling people that I'm Oprah, man I'm Oprah n***a think I'm Oprah, yeah I think I'm Oprah I'm like a young Chinese man who tell people he Oprah Rappin' on the couch, living like he hate himself Man I might touch myself til I f**ing die And think that I'm somebody that don't deserve to live This is how I think Man I be so so f**ing real with myself about the sh** that I don't like Man you wish you was as G as me I might put my own knife in my throat and give it the head Man I love s**ing dicks like it's a knife That's why my head game is mad nice and tight People wish I kept ( ? ) People know me, I'm realist n***a in America Cuz I took one knife, put it in my eyeball Then I took two needles, stuck 'em up my a**hole Man my flow is nice, man I think that I am god This must how God feel when he walk through Earth No one accepts me for the love I give So that's why I take two dicks in my a**hole This is how I show love, somebody f** me Somebody put (? ? ? ?) This is real life, grew up on Main Street You n***as don't know anywhere that I've been You could've just asked me, Baby chillin' People think they really don't know me Man I'm so gay, two dicks up my a** Did I say the same thing twice? I love dick Put that sh** up in my a**hole This is not me bragging, but saying not gay No h*mo, just in case Might put two dicks and make 'em cum all over my face Uh, man I keep it so real f** with me, Wu-Tang forever Peace to children