Ice Cube - Greed lyrics

Artist: Ice Cube
Album: Gang Related soundtrack
Song: Greed

Now, if the greenbacks don't stack large on my side of the yard
I ain't fuckin with it This cake has got to be all icing baby
Now I know I'm taking the biggest piece
but god damn I'm the biggest fish with the biggest mouth bitch
You wanna be rich right? (Hell yeah)
Well stick with me, do as I does, and be as I be

We be stackin chips, packin clips, mackin chicks
Laugh at tits, slappin dick, in yo' bitch (bitch!) Makin hoes, take these clothes, from these sto's
Walkin slow, there go the po', now here we go Parking lot to the spot, Marriott
Cause what I got to make a knot, is very hot Who's at the do', go and check, I got the Tec
Tell him that you soakin wet, until he jet Now lift up your fuckin dress, where's the rest
Bitch can hide a treasure chest, in her breasts Uh-huh strip search, whip skirts
Uh-huh shit hurts, but it works bitch You can jerk niggaz but you can't jerk me
Hoe I only tell you once that this dick ain't free
I'm talkin greed
*Chorus*
Greed, give me everything that I need How you gon' deal with the niggaz that I feed
(repeat 2X)
We smokin weed, you and me Lookin for that currency
(repeat 2X)

Now bitch niggaz don't mean shit, from where I sit Magnificent blow your back out, if you act out
Eighteen deep when the plane soar The bitch threw her tits asked my click who we pay for
Penetrate the clouds, loud, and obnoxious Surround the airport with feds and helicopters
Escorted, detained and deported Scared of the ly-rics, and when they bitches hear us
We the clear-est, you can fear us Smile on the day of your dissapear-ance, smoke in mirr-ors
Break em all, pull over and jump out Cause I can take em all, all bustas shake em all
I'm at the mall, buyin shit, like hot dog on a stick These bitches all on the dick
Ice Cube ain't a lick (nope) make me bleedAnd now you got to deal with the niggaz that I feed, greed
Uhh uhh uhh *pigs squeal*
(Give me more, give me more) Greed, Greed
When you get your hands on it, wanna fawn it
Wanna dance on it, everybody want it (repeat 2X)
You punks is petty, still we steady, countin fetti
I'm the one closin escrow, with the best flow (Do you wear a vest?) No
Niggaz hit me I'ma turn into The Crow *caw caw* and take a shit
on everything counterfeit, the Don Mega Blade Runner, in a beige Hummer all summer
It'd take about twelve honkeys, to convict the nigga makin you sick, ask the 12 Monkeys
Up in Detroit holdin weed court, all through the South Picked up a ounce in Shreveport
My lead give head tunnels (boom!) to any motherfucker disgruntled exit wound, look like a funnel
Worldwide, international jet set My niggaz love fuckin bitches that they just met
Get it wet, and you can do anything When I'm in Paris niggaz french-kiss the pinky ring
*Chorus*
Yeah, Ice Cube, trillionaireI own a mansion and a yacht, haha
We do it like it should be doesYeah, Westside niggaz is very greedy, uhh
Death Row is very greedy Sic-Wid-It records is very greedy
Dangerous Music greedy greedy greedy Ruthless Records greedy, Suave House, greedy
SoSoDef, greedy Rap-A-Lot greedy as fuck
No Limit, hah, hella greedy, uhh
Def Jam greedy, we all know Priority greedy as a motherfucker, hahaha
Hey I got twenties on my Benz you still fuckin with a gem
What can you tell me, nigga?

*pigs squeal*