You Can't Fade Me Lyrics - Amerikkka's Most Wanted - Ice Cube

Now the taste of alcohol is filling up my bladder 

What's the date and time, it don't matter 

Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was trying to sort 

To make a long story short 

Ran into this girl named Carla 

Knew her from the back seat of my homie's Impala 

She said, what's up, yeah, what's the deal 

Check the hairdo, of course it ain't real 

Then I looked down, she was fat in the front 

I asked how long, well, about seven months 

Oh, how time flies when you're having fun 

She said, yeah, but the damage is done 

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Where you been, on a little vacation 

Oh, by the way congratulations 

Who's the lucky man? I don't have a clue 

Then she said, the lucky man is you 

I dropped my brew and everything looked fuzzy 

Not a baby by you the neighborhood hussy 

She said, yeah, remember that date 

I thought back and tried to calculate 

Then I said, damn, are you sure it's mine 

'Cause I know you been tossed plenty of times 

She said, that day, no, I wasn't whoring 

Your ass is mine, that's when the sweat started pouring 

'Cause all I saw was Ice Cube in court 

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Paying a gang on child support 

Then I thought deep about giving up the money 

What I need to do is kick the bitch in the tummy 

Naw 'cause then I'd really get faded 

That's murder one 'cause it was premeditated 

So what I'm a do, I don't have a clue 

How many months left, damn, only two 

I'm gettin' faded 

No cigar, G 

Ay yo homey man, I'm getting faded 

It's crazy 'cause before I could sleep with her 

I had to duck and dodge and try to creep with her 

See the booty and the front was all in place 

But the girl had the pitbull face 

So we ran, jumped, drove, swam, crawled, hid 

Oh Lord, God forbid 

My homies see me at the motel 

'Cause those fools would love to just go tell 

Everybody in the hood that knows your rep 

So jump in the back seat and quiet is kept 

And hold your big fat butt steady 

'Cause yo, hoe, I got the paper bag ready 

She started moaning and gobbling like a turkey 

I knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque 

I dropped her off man and I'm knowing 

That I'm a hate myself in the morning 

I got drunk to help me forget 

Yo, another day, another hit shit 

I'm gettin' faded 

Ay yo you know what time it is 

Nine months later, she's ready to drop the load 

And everybody in the hood already knows 

It's supposed to be mine, so they laughing at me 

You know Ice Cube can't be having that G 

I'm thinking to myself, why did I bang her 

Now I'm in the closet looking for the hanger 

JD and Jinx and T-Bone won't let up, they won't shut up 

I'm gettin' fed up bitch 

'Cause I know you're tryin' to break me 

But if I find out you're tryin' to fake me 

I'm a buff that duff for a hoot 

Beat ya down and leave a crown or two 

That night she went into labor 

And the shit is getting kinda major 

The baby came out, damn, it was a lifesaver 

Looking like my next-door neighbor 

She said it was mine that was her best guess 

But let's check the results of the blood test 

I started smiling, yeah, 'cause it read negative 

Damn, why did I let her live? 

After that I should've got the gat 

And bust and rushed and illed and peeled the cap 

But no, I just told the hoe who laid me 

Excuse me bitch it's a switch 

You can't fade me 

Naw baby, not this way 

Yo, you ain't playing Ice Cube out like no booger 

I don't fall for the okey-doke 

And before I fall for the okey-doke 

I let the pistol smoke 

Now sing it 

Yeah, baby, you can't fade me 

Naw unfadable, baby