Lyrics Iceman - Father

Yeah, ayy, yeah

Polo wools, 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 bitch wanna fuck on me
She say your nut taste like glue
What it do? Ayy, I transmute
Turn my tears into some clues
Turn my juice into some jewels
I′m never gon' lose, I'm never gon′ lose

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 a path to get us all fame
Niggas aren't safe, 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 pussy like arcade (Iceman)
Pouring Chardonnay, she get 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, let's go

I got a path to get us all fame
Niggas aren′t safe, feds wanna kick the door
Need to go easy on the Bombay
It's only Monday and I'm already throwed
Playin′ with the pussy like arcade
Pouring Chardonnay, she get on the floor

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 bitch 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′ niggas hatin'
Yeah, your boy so froze, I hit the streets and start ice skatin′, yeah

I got a way to get us all paid
Jack-of-all-trades, just keep it on the low, let's go
I got a path to get us all fame
Niggas aren't safe, 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 pussy like arcade (Iceman)
Pouring Chardonnay, she get 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, let′s go

I got a path to get us all fame
Niggas aren't safe, feds wanna kick the door
Need to go easy on the Bombay
It′s only Monday and I'm already throwed
Playin′ with the pussy like arcade
Pouring Chardonnay, she get on the floor