Killen Em (C.O.B Mix)

[Intro: Iceman]
Woohoo haha
Yeah Iceman, Kenny Siegel, Luci up in this bitch
Horseshoe G.A.N.G!
If you a jealous dude, word of advice
Don't bring your bitch to the club (club)

[Hook: Iceman]
You better get control of your bitch
Cause we out tonight she's fuckin' with C.O.B
[Julius Luciano]
If we take your girl it ain't a good look
Be smart don't let her fuck with Ssut Ssut!

[Verse 1: Julius Luciano]
Yo, yo, my pimp game is too tough and I ain't acting
Or braggin', I see dudes cuffin' their dames fast
With a magnet, oh, you suckas is lame acid
I'm smooth as leather, you ain't cut from the same fabric
I'm laughin', I don't lose none of my games
Cause I love to win, Google Luci's government name
Bastard, the fact is, that these women can't front
On my sex game, cause Luci's fuckin' these dames backwards
Haha, but he's a gentlemen
It ain't conflictin' the pimpin' and chivalry lives in him
My dick's a shovel, so women I be literally diggin' em
My bed's a graveyard, I be killen' em
Yeah, I might be creepin' with ya' cutie
If a girl is married we can keep it on the Hughley
I mean D.L. I'm skeetin' on her as soon she bust
I bust back like I'm squeezin' on the Uzi

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Iceman]
Yeah, see I'm the one that you call upon
I'm not your confidant
Just the one you crawl upon
When you need your pussy smashed like a coke can
And after I'm done I'm tossing you to your old man
Cause I don't need your time or your pillow talk
I just need your next 4 hours after this pill is popped
And I'm makin' you my victim
It makes your pussy more tighter when I take your legs and twist 'em
Ha, I'm a master no limit to me
I just strategically use every gift that was given to me
And yeah you killen' em, yeah you killen' em
Everybody all my 501's got your PIN on them
Imagine if your man knew this shit
Your insecure and that's the reason why you do this shit
You only do this shit, because your new to this
I thought I told your man before
Not to bring you through this bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kenny Siegel]
Ssut Ssut my nigga, Ssut Ssut
My car go Zzut Zzut my nigga, Zzut Zzut
My broad's a good look, but my crib use a better sight
Your bitch fuck, want her Siegel, Kenny let her might
Iight, you better get control of your bitch
Cause we gon' take shots like we loadin' a clip
Then I'm makin' her hot like I'm controllin' the temp
We gon' roll to the crib, got her rollin' her hips now
Got these motherfuckers trippin' off how my dough pile
They assume I push white like a snow plow
They wanna' know how, I got the know-how
I'm a foul pro sittin' on low profile
I'm like a athlete as far as my change
Girls like hamstrings, I pull 'em during my game
Your fresh is out of sound dumb like a nun who's bi
You plain as an aircraft, but I'm the one who's fly

[Hook]