Internationally known
You got to smell my cologne
West coast motherfucka
Let's toast motherfucka

[Repeat: x16]
Old money

Old money new money no money nose runny
Don't try to con the godfather in sunny
Don't try to turn your four fathers into money
The rap god got the whole world praying for me
Pray for me (pray for me, pray for me)
Third eye see you laying for me
Crazy goons D.J'ing for me
I'm the real iron man you just Robert Downey
A crack head and black face fresh out the county
Nigga

[Chorus]
Back the fuck up off me
I burn just like hot coffee
I'm kind of sweet like coffee
Look what this game done taught me
Look mama look mama I'm soul on ice
Look mama look mama I'm soul on ice
Look mama look mama I'm soul on ice
Look mama look mama I'm soul on ice
Ey
You bout to smell my cologne
You bout to smell my cologne
You bout to smell my cologne
Look nigga
You bout to smell my cologne
Ey

[Repeat: x16]
Old money

Candy paint flow ever since my Adidas
Ice cube fans get sugar diabetes
Sugar Ray Leonard style nigga I'm the sweetest
Rolled in on some ass just like Jesus
Cool as a fridge and you shaking like jello
Mad cause my life's like a marshmallow
Look motherfucka if you smell my cologne
Ask yourself why you're all up in my zone

Back the fuck up off me
I burn just like hot coffee
I'm kind of sweet like coffee
Look what this game done taught me
Look mama look mama I'm soul on ice
Look mama look mama I'm soul on ice
Look mama look mama I'm soul on ice
Look mama look mama I'm soul on ice
Ey
You bout to smell my cologne
You bout to smell my cologne
You bout to smell my cologne
You bout to smell my cologne
Hey

Yo what's up my niggas out there
Just letting you know right now man
You got to, you better you gotta pay your dues
To the dime nigga
Dead on the block and hit y'all ass
With that old ice cube super bomb hit
The one that sent your cousin Tony Tole to the penitentiary
Get back in 89
The one that sent Lil' Ray Ray out from L.A.
To St Louis and got off the bus
And served those nigga them quarter thangs
Make sure y'all tune into that nigga ice cube
The first one who put you niggas
On perms and pimping
Pistols and preaching
Perms and pimping
Pistols and preaching
Perms and pimping
Pistols and preaching
Perms and pimping
Pistols and preaching

[Repeat: x16]
Old money

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): AFRIKA ISLAM, ICE-T