Doctor Nicky bouta get sticky
Call me the ice cream man
Got no jewels on
Just really that cold fam
Turn a hater to a stan
If anyone can I can
Headin' south better wear a vest
And protect ur head and neck
Shiver down your spine like a cold coke can
My gun don't jam
First we get the bread then we toast him
Told you ain't Comedy Central when I say we roast him
I swear this was meant to be a summer song
Don't know what went wrong
I was just in the mirror aiming my 44 long
Bouta go for a ride along
Fresh Air Force so I can stunt
Roll a blunt
Jump in the whip it's lit
Music blasting bumping my shit
That CLICK CLACK BOOM
Liquor store about to be hit
Need some whiskey in me
Get me ready for the red rum
Out in Japan
Like Logan but not Sama
I might harm ya
More like Wolverine
I'm what would happen if the military
Made a rap machine
This is my regime
I rule supreme
AV is the team
Dr. Nicky - Heatwave (Radio Rip) Lyrics
Dr. Nicky - Heatwave (Radio Rip) Lyrics
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Doctor Nicky bouta get sticky
Call me the ice cream man
Got no jewels on
Just really that cold fam
Turn a hater to a stan
If anyone can I can
Headin' south better wear a vest
And protect ur head and neck
Shiver down your spine like a cold coke can
My gun don't jam
First we get the bread then we toast him
Told you ain't Comedy Central when I say we roast him
I swear this was meant to be a summer song
Don't know what went wrong
I was just in the mirror aiming my 44 long
Bouta go for a ride along
Fresh Air Force so I can stunt
Roll a blunt
Jump in the whip it's lit
Music blasting bumping my shit
That CLICK CLACK BOOM
Liquor store about to be hit
Need some whiskey in me
Get me ready for the red rum
Out in Japan
Like Logan but not Sama
I might harm ya
More like Wolverine
I'm what would happen if the military
Made a rap machine
This is my regime
I rule supreme
AV is the team
Call me the ice cream man
Got no jewels on
Just really that cold fam
Turn a hater to a stan
If anyone can I can
Headin' south better wear a vest
And protect ur head and neck
Shiver down your spine like a cold coke can
My gun don't jam
First we get the bread then we toast him
Told you ain't Comedy Central when I say we roast him
I swear this was meant to be a summer song
Don't know what went wrong
I was just in the mirror aiming my 44 long
Bouta go for a ride along
Fresh Air Force so I can stunt
Roll a blunt
Jump in the whip it's lit
Music blasting bumping my shit
That CLICK CLACK BOOM
Liquor store about to be hit
Need some whiskey in me
Get me ready for the red rum
Out in Japan
Like Logan but not Sama
I might harm ya
More like Wolverine
I'm what would happen if the military
Made a rap machine
This is my regime
I rule supreme
AV is the team
Writer: alex havill
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