Come on a Cone lyrics

by

Rick Ross


[Intro]
Uh, uh

[Verse 1]
b*tches ain't serious, man, these b*tches delirious
All these b*tches inferiors, I just pimp my interiors
I just pick up and go, might pick up a ho
Might give conversation if you kick up the dough
Never mind my money, never mind my stats
Every b*tch wanna be me, you can find 'em in Saks
Pink Friday two milli, "Super Bass" triple plat'
When you see me on Ellen, just admit that I'm winnin'
Do a show for Versace, they request me by name
And if they don't get Nicki, it just won't be the same
When I'm sittin' with Anna, I'm really sittin' with Anna
Ain't a metaphor, punchline, I'm really sittin' with Anna
Front row at Oscar de la Renta, posture
Ain't a b*tch that could do it, not even my imposter
Put these b*tches on lockout, where the f*ck is your roster?
I pull up in that new new marinara and pasta

[Pre-Chorus]
Shake my head, yo, I'm mad, ain't a b*tch in my zone
In the middle o' nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, 'cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, it should come on a cone
[Chorus]
It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone
Man, my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone
'Cause my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone

[Verse 2]
7-Up went and gave my commercial to Cee-Lo
But don't tell 'em I said it, let's keep it on the d-low
If you need you a look, just put me on your song
But you know it'll cost about six figures long
But you b*tches ain't got it, where the f*ck is your budgets?
Flying Spurs for hers, mean I'm f*ckin' above it
And I just got the Ghost and I'm callin' it "Casper"
But that sh*t is so cold, it belong in Alaska
Why the f*ck am I stylin'? I competes with myself
When you went against Nicki, you depleted your wealth
And I'm not masturbatin', but I'm feelin' myself
Paparazzis is waitin', 'cause them pictures'll sell
Now don't you feel real stupid? Yeah, that's egg on yo' face
If you wasn't so ugly, I'd put my di*k in yo' face

[Interlude]
di*k in your face
Put my di*k in your face, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Shake my head, yo, I'm mad, ain't a b*tch in my zone
In the middle o' nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, 'cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, it should come on a cone

[Chorus]
It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone
Man, my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone
'Cause my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone

[Outro]
Ooh-ooh, di*k in your face
Ooh-ooh, di*k in your face
Ooh-ooh, di*k in your face
Put my di*k in your face, put my di*k in your face, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Kyuh
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