you are cold as ice

So long fried rice, hello fried chicken

(singing) That was cold blooded

yo stomp this motherfucka out right here

Cocaine’s a hell of a drug

My ghetto side was goin’ like yo stomp this motherfucka out right here

This is a celebration bitch

yea…I’m mad at everything, man. Brother got a nice car- man, why you got a car? I only got one car. Why you got three cars…?

You know what I’m saying man. Real hatin’ man…it’s like an art form, man…you know, you like a born hater

I’m Rick James bitch

Buy another one you rich motherfucker