Warren wanted a Beach Boys thing for this one, and Carl Wilson and Billy Hinsche came in, with Carl arranging the vocal parts. The other harmony vocalists (credited as the "Gentlemen Boys") were Jackson Browne, J.D. Souther, Zevon's longtime backers Waddy Wachtel and Jorge Calderon, and Linda Rondstadt/Stone Poneys guitarist Kenny Edwards.
Bitches ain't serious, man, these bitches delirious
All these bitches 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 stacks
Every bitch 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 winning
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 sitting with Anna, I'm really sitting with Anna
Ain't a metaphor punchline, I'm really sitting with Anna
Front row at Oscar de la Renta, posture
Ain't a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor
Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster?
I pull up in that new new, marinara and pasta
Shake my head, yo, I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of 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
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
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 bitches ain't got it, where the fuck is your budgets?
Flying Spurs for hers, mean I'm fucking above it
And I just got the Ghost, and I'm calling it Casper
But that shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska
Why the fuck am I styling? I competes with myself
When you win against Nicki, you depleted your wealth
And I'm not masturbating, but I'm feeling myself
Paparazzis is waiting, 'cause them pictures'll sell
Now don't you feel real stupid, yeah, that's egg on your face
If you wasn't so ugly, I'd put my dick in your face
Dick in your face, put my dick in your face, yeah
Shake my head, yo, I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of 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
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
Ooh-ooh, dick in your face
Ooh-ooh, dick in your face
Ooh-ooh, dick in your face
Put my dick in your face
Put my dick in your face, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah (yeah)
All these bitches 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 stacks
Every bitch 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 winning
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 sitting with Anna, I'm really sitting with Anna
Ain't a metaphor punchline, I'm really sitting with Anna
Front row at Oscar de la Renta, posture
Ain't a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor
Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster?
I pull up in that new new, marinara and pasta
Shake my head, yo, I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of 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
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
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 bitches ain't got it, where the fuck is your budgets?
Flying Spurs for hers, mean I'm fucking above it
And I just got the Ghost, and I'm calling it Casper
But that shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska
Why the fuck am I styling? I competes with myself
When you win against Nicki, you depleted your wealth
And I'm not masturbating, but I'm feeling myself
Paparazzis is waiting, 'cause them pictures'll sell
Now don't you feel real stupid, yeah, that's egg on your face
If you wasn't so ugly, I'd put my dick in your face
Dick in your face, put my dick in your face, yeah
Shake my head, yo, I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of 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
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
Ooh-ooh, dick in your face
Ooh-ooh, dick in your face
Ooh-ooh, dick in your face
Put my dick in your face
Put my dick in your face, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah (yeah)
Lyrics submitted by thrwmyhrtawy.
Come on a Cone Lyrics as written by Onika Tanya Maraj Chauncey A. Hollis
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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bitches aint serious man these bitches delirious all these bitches inferiors, i just pimp my interiors i just pick up and go, might pick up a ho. might give conversation if he kick up the do' never mind my money, never mind my stats every bitch wanna be me, you can find em in sacks pink friday 2 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 aint a metaphor punchline, i'm really sittin with anna front row with oscar de la renta posture aint a bitch that could do it, not even my imposter. put these bitches on lock out, where the fuck is your roster? i pull up in that new new, marinara and pasta
shake my head yo i'm mad, aint a bitch in my zone in the middle of nowhere, i just feel so alone got the certification, cuz it come with the stone but this ice is so cold, it should come on a cone
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
7up went and gave my commercial to Cee-Lo But dont tell 'em I said it, lets 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 6 figures long But you bitches aint got it, where the fuck is your budgets? flyin spurs for hers, mean i'm fuckin above it man i just got the ghost and im callin it casper but the shit is so cold it belong in alaska why the fuck am i stylin? i compete with myself when you win against nicki you depleated your wealth and i'm not masturbatin, but i'm feelin myself paparazzi's is waitin cuz the pictures'll sell now don't you feel re-stupid? yea that's egg on ya face if you wasn't so ugly i'd put my dick on yo face
dick in yo face, put my dick in yo face.
shake my head yo i'm mad, aint a bitch in my zone in the middle of nowhere, i just feel so alone got the certification, cuz it come with the stone but this ice is so cold, it should come on a cone
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
ooooh, dick in your face. ooooh, dick in your face. ooooh, dick in your face. put my dick in your face, put my dick in your face. yeah yeah. yeah yeah. yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah YEUGH!
you can find em in Saks ***
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