Icey

作曲：Young Thug

作词：Young Thug

Yuh, la, la

It's just funny how I do you, ha-ah-ah

Richard Mille make 'em pukey, ah-ah-ah

Gotta a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah

Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe

Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets

Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me

Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me

Woah, I beat the ***** up in Givenchy

Woah, I bought the stadium, won't need no seats

Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth

Woah, *****, brown like cocoa, the real ice tea

You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's

I done left you for years, this s**t still the same, I see

For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh, oh, oh)

My ***** is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces

Twist up, backwoods, not no Swishers switch up

We get up, **** her every ******* weekend

Catch up, Calamari then I want a cougar

Woah-woah, I'ma **** her 'til she's purple Hoover

What up? You can't waste none of my time *****

I'm up, I got way too many money

I'm up, you can ask my Mommy

Pourin' up this dundee (pour up-up-up)

Put a ring 'round your finger, charisma (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I left twenty five thousand on your dresser (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I told her ain't this cool, on like Tesla (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Dropped outta school then pulled up in a Tesla (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

All my girlfriends are real done (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I told 'em baby "don't waste my time" (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I put your ring on rocks, uh (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Woah, I told the ***** I want icy teeth

Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe

Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets

Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me

Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me

Woah, I beat the ***** up in Givenchy

Woah, I bought the stadium, won't need no seats

Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth

Woah, *****, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea

You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's

I done left you for years, this s**t still the same, I see

For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)

My ***** is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces

Rag talk, oh, yeah, the first time I bought a watch, oh, yeah

Mad flossin', oh, yeah, your ***** got mad sauce, oh, yeah

Spin the block, oh, yeah, the kids are dodgin' shots, oh, yeah

Big dawg, oh, yeah, but they won't let me take a fall, oh, yeah

Gucci socks, oh, yeah, Fendi watch, oh, yeah

Jimmy Choo heel, it's her birthday, sendin' shots, oh, yeah

Shawty sayin' it's her birthday, keep it on the rocks, oh, yeah

Audemar, oh, yeah, match the buss count, oh, yeah

Yuh, la, la

It's just funny how I do you, ha-ah-ah

Richard Mille make 'em pukey, ah-ah-ah

Gotta a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah

Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe

Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets

Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me

Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me

Woah, I beat the ***** up in Givenchy

Woah, I bought the stadium, won't need no seats

Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth

Woah, *****, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea

You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's

I done left you for years, this s**t still the same, I see

For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)

My ***** is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces

You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's

I done left you for years, this s**t still the same, I see

For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)

My ***** is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces