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Дата выпуска: 13.09.2018
Возрастные ограничения: 18+
Язык песни: Английский
Iced Out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
The way I move the bricks, you can call that shit the bird walk |
Wrist going silly, ching ching ching is worth a milly |
Gucci Mane La Flare, he’s a down south Biggie or 2Pac |
Like my bricks free wop |
So Icey Boys, you can call us Wu-Tang |
What’s up, Frenchie, what’s up, Wooh, what’s up, Juiceman? Aye! |
What’s up, Kourtney Money? Walking on the industry |
Through my whole body keefed, keep my mid by the piece |
Try to rob Waka Flocka, you’ll be dead on these streets, I’m a G |
Ask your lady, catch me creeping in her sheets |
Dick her down, did her good, next she suck my wood |
Now my kids is in her mouth, dreads and gold, I’m from down south |
Iced neck, iced wrist, iced this, iced that |
Iced teeth, iced watch, So Icey E-N-T |
So Icey, So Icey |
Nigga, get just like me, nigga just get like me |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
If you cross S.O.D., we gonna knock your lights out |
If you cross S.I.E., So Icey E-N-T |
Waka’ll beat the block up and the squad riding with me |
Diamonds shining, goddamn, I’m on deck |
I be shining, riding with ice on my neck |
Okay, ya dig? |
And now the Bow Wow we found, okay, ya dig? |
It’s going down like the countdown, I’m iced down |
Waka Flocka, Flocka 'bout to shut the club down |
Nigga, put your Glock down, I’m hot now |
Yeah, Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, I’m too, I’m too hot now |
Crisp Monte Carlo, ordered Murciélago |
Hollow, holla at your boy tomorrow |
I let these hoes follow |
Get them to the hotel, swallow |
Yellow diamonds, call that shit «yallow» |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Ice grill, ice chain, ice ring, iced out |
Tay, Tay, my boy Tay on the track |
Tay, Tay, Tay, my boy Tay on the track |
Put DC on the map with that go-go music |
Put DC on the map with that go-go music |
Tay, Tay on the track |
Tay, Tay on the track |
Tay, Tay on the track |
With that go-go music |