Icey – Young Thug lyrics

Lyrics Icey – Young Thug

Icey lyrics
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 hoochie wah-wah-wah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
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 b***h up in Givenchy
Woah I bought the stadium won’t need no seats
Woah and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah b***h brown like cocoa the real ice tea
Your 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 b***h is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Pisces

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Twist up backwoods not no Swishers switch up
We get up f**k her every f*****g weekend
Catch up Calamari dinner with a cougar
Woah-woah I’ma f**k her ’til she’s purple Hoover
What up? You can’t waste none of my time b***h
I’m up I got way too many money
I’m up you can ask my Mommy
Pourin’ up this Dom P (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 b***h I want icy teeth

[Chorus: Young Thug]
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 b***h up in Givenchy
Woah I bought the stadium won’t need no seats
Woah and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah b***h brown like Cocoa the real ice tea
Your 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 b***h is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Pisces

[Verse 2: Offset]
Offset!
Whoa whoa look at my stones whoa
They clones not gone last long
I’m grown put a Patek on her arm
Ooh cookie strong sippin’ on codeine in the morn’
She got carat baguettes versuri-lyrics.info
Blood at the bottom raw flesh
Like Kells piss on the pests
Make shells go through the vest
Sticks in the back get pressed
I done bought that b***h a brand new Tesla
Broke niggas they allergic to ..
Rich b***h with Chanel fetish
My b***h at the top of the game
I was drippin’ in Dior in Spain
Fucked my b***h in the back of Mulsanne
Took her right to the hood the the gang
Rolls Royce with the wood on the grain
Golf course with the coupe with the maids
Light the blunt on your head you slave
Do a show and invite her on the stage

[Chorus: Young Thug]
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 b***h up in Givenchy
Woah I bought the stadium won’t need no seats
Woah and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah b***h brown like Cocoa the real ice tea
Your 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 b***h is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Pisces
Your 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 b***h is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Piscesss

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