Iceman lyrics

by

Father


[Intro]
Yeah, ayy, yeah

[Verse 1]
Polo boots, Bally shoes
Sippin' Goose get me loose
Sip it straight, don't need juice
Burn your throat, a hundred proof, ooh
Milly Rock, then I juke
All my diamonds look like Casper
Yeah, they spooks, hundreds blue
Pellegrino with my fruit
Uh-huh, I taste good
Your b*tch wanna f*ck on me
She say your nut taste like glue
What it do? Ayy, I transmute
Turn my tears into some coupes
Turn my juice into some jewels
I'm never gon' lose, I'm never gon' lose

[Chorus]
I got a way to get us all paid (Let it snow, let it snow)
Jack-of-all-trades, just keep it on the low, let's go
I got the pack to get us all faded
n*ggas all shady, feds wanna kick the door, oh
Need to go easy on the Bombay
It's only Monday and I'm already throwed, cold (Iceman)
Playin' with the pus*y like arcade (Iceman)
Pourin' Chardonnay, she gettin' it on the floor (Iceman, uh)
I got a way to get us all paid (Let it snow, let it snow)
Jack-of-all-trades, just keep it on the low
I got the pack to get us all faded
n*ggas all shady, feds wanna kick the door
Need to go easy on the Bombay
It's only Monday and I'm already throwed
Playin' with the pus*y like arcade
Pourin' Chardonnay, she gettin' it on the floor
[Verse 2]
Uh yeah, ayy, let it snow
Look at them birds, they shiverin'
Ice cold, Draco like a Slytherin
Sellin' dope to your children, big boulders
Furs over my shoulders, yeah
Your b*tch tryna come over here
Rap game easy but the dope do numbers
I done did a lot of evil, nightmares wake me out my slumber
But I still won't quit 'cause I love seein' n*ggas hatin'
Yeah, your boy so froze, I hit the streets and start ice skatin', yeah

[Chorus]
I got a way to get us all paid
Jack-of-all-trades, just keep it on the low, let's go
I got the pack to get us all faded
n*ggas all shady, feds wanna kick the door, oh
Need to go easy on the Bombay
It's only Monday and I'm already throwed, cold (Iceman)
Playin' with the pus*y like arcade (Iceman)
Pourin' Chardonnay, she gettin' it on the floor (Iceman, uh)
I got a way to get us all paid
Jack-of-all-trades, just keep it on the low
I got the pack to get us all faded
n*ggas all shady, feds wanna kick the door
Need to go easy on the Bombay
It's only Monday and I'm already throwed
Playin' with the pus*y like arcade
Pourin' Chardonnay, she gettin' it on the floor
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