Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bend A Corner Wit Me , by - Ice Cube. Release date: 14.12.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bend A Corner Wit Me |
| I see you, Over there, Lookin like somethin wrong |
| Cause I’m over here, Sittin on some chrome |
| Shotgun to the dome |
| Bend a corner wit me |
| When shit get boring, I jump in some foreign |
| Explorin through my neighborhood, All to the good |
| Ain’t the finest order riches |
| Still got ordinary bitches to jehovah’s witness |
| Tryin to get wit this |
| Know I got the green thumb, Hustler you never seen one |
| Extreme fun, Wit this mean one |
| But you’ll never get none fuckin wit them broke hoes |
| Pinnochios, Fuck around and get a broke nose |
| That’s ya fate when we congregate |
| It’s the great writer, Exponium big spider |
| Tighter than virgin cocks, At the mall like dispurge a lot |
| Like these niggas servin rocks |
| But I’m servin rhymes, Two cds at a time |
| Like it’s weight, Ice cube the great |
| Bend a corner wit me, We can ride to the store |
| Do it like friends do, What I’m into? |
| Everything on the menu, Wit extras on it |
| Cmon baby and jump up on it |
| This one is strictly, For niggas rollin 750s |
| And it’s polished from the 60s |
| Bumpin that cube shit, Do shit, I bet the wheels fall off |
| Before the skills fall off |
| Throw up the dub, Got more cocks to rub |
| And if you don’t, I done got this far without yo love |
| Hoes want the nigga in the t-shirt and rolex |
| And y’all still get the .9 up out the kotex |
| Got the o.z., And the x. |
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| Broads get fatal, And don’t wanna let go |
| Incredible, Nigga who you rap like? |
| Come out the movie, Who you act like? |
| It’s the don, Still rappin 2000 and beyond |
| Tryin to come up on another million |
| From the gate, Khop want the whole plate |
| Want my drink and eat the whole cake |
| And won’t wait until another nigga say go |
| I lay low wit the tweed and the yayo |
| And play po, And stop niggas knackin |
| Still keep the set crackin |
| All about the cheese and how it’s stackin |
| And plus, It’s mo cheddar down the line |
| Ain’t no better time for me and a gang of niggas on the grind |
| Tryin to get the income, And then some |
| Stash a little bit and spin some |
| Keep it poppin till the end come |
| Can’t stop it, Then shawties wanna grip |
| 24/7, Money got a nigga whipped |
| Chip after chip, But if I slip |
| Have the homie send me o.t. |
| and work the flip |
| Cause the world is payola |
| Silk the spot and left connect on ya wall in a black crayola |
| Cmon baby and jump up on it |
| Cmon baby and jump up on it |
| Cmon bitch and jump up on it |
| Cmon bitch and jump up on it |