Stay off his dick! Back on my block, that you don't ride on nobody's shot for anything they do. *** him and his crew, unless you and his pay too. I'm not saying this to ***-each and every fan, women you can ride. Man, be a man, shake my hand, and make it a firm shake. Say what I bite, kill, and then break. Cause if you're hanging there, I'ma tell you live and clear. Get off my dick, nigga, and tell your bitch to come in. Stay off his dick! Stay off of my dick! Stay off of my dick, nigga, and tell your bitch to come in. Man, be a man, shake my hand, and make it a firm shake. Mother***er, back up off me, I'm not signing no autographs. I'm not getting no t-shirts. And I'm not having no bullshits. You know what I'm saying? I'm stepping to the club to rub it though. It seems like all the little hoes fall in love with my money. Cause you're about a year ago. I was just your ordinary, average, everyday, crazy ass bro. But you know, I just can't be equal. Cause they know, I know a lot of famous people. But to a one-night stand is no secret. Here's the pickle, pretend it's a popsicle. See, for a fact, bro, I do damage. They think I'm a star, so I take advantage. It's just another Ice Cube group chat. She's a hoe cause they knew her at the front desk. Told her to meet me at the room 110. And the bitch showed up with her boyfriend. I let him in, all he could do was grin. He had a camera, a t-shirt, a pad, and pen. He said, yo, Ice Cube, can you sign this? I only did it cause the bitch was a finder. She blew me a kiss and gave a bitter frown. Like, how can we get rid of this clown? Me and her sat down, he got a little jealous. Cause his punk ass sat in the middle of it. And he asked me question after question. It felt like a mother***ing interview session. Then his girl got up, I heard the door shut. And he was still there swinging from my nuts. I said, get the *** out. And made it loud and clear. Get off my dick, nigga. And tell your bitch what I'm made of. I'm in the city with my 10 mark ass mother***ing panties. Knock on the door, talking about what's up. Man, it was about a hundred swinging dicks, man. Next time you niggas come to our hotel room without no business. You niggas get gaffed like you're in a mother***ing raffle. *** you to the mother***ing soul. Straight from the festival. Bang. Yo, I respect the respectable. If your girl is all on my dick, check the ho. Say, yeah, that nigga can rap fly. But you know, stars up in the sky. Because all I got is hard dick. And bubble gum just ran out. My last dick is where I'm coming from. I'm not telling you to ***miss the ice cube. Because you know I'm the one that can show him proof. Now, goofy girls, I just make them wait. But the goofy boys, I can't tolerate. I hate it so much, I'm going to start giving stitches. To the niggas that staring like bitches. Because I'm not a fairy, a merry, or a faggot. Give me the eye. I fly and tag you. As you can see, jocking ain't healthy. Because you think that I'm young and I'm wealthy. With juice, so I see you try to run behind. But I'm going to tell you punk, you ditch none of mine. Because I was taught, see a fool, use a fool. By the niggas who terrorize the old school. So don't try me or buy me a beer. Just stay off my dick, nigga.