Lyrics Chillin' (Ice Cold) - Grieves feat. Romaro Franceswa
I
lay
it
down
Looking
like
I
walked
through
hell
Rhyme
sturdy
though
ain′t
nobody
ringing
my
bell
That's
a
sure
shot,
William
Tell
I
go
get
them
and
I
won′t
stop
Rhythm
compels
The
world
listens
when
the
show
stops
Only
the
quell
can
make
venom
so
Don't
let
me
catch
your
ass
slippin'
Mic
check
1,
2
Hey,
hey,
ship
called,
mayday
North
Star
fallin′
out
the
sky
like
it′s
J-Day
Back
to
the
bay
like
K.
Flay
Baby,
I'm
a
grown
ass
man,
I
don′t
nae-nae
All
I
do
is
two
step
True
def
Blu-Ray
vision
on
them
R.S.E
New
wave
going
swimming
on
them
Hold
up
(hold
up)
I'm
′bout
to
throw
up
Motherfuckers
making
me
sick
like
Ebola
Roll
up
put
them
on
blast
and
it's
over
Got
that
Pappy
Van
Wink
in
a
glass
and
a
cold-shoulder
I′m
chillin'
I'm
chillin′
1 Postcards
2 Faded
3 Boop Bop da Willy Willy
4 Chillin' (Ice Cold)
5 What It Dew
6 Gutz
7 Roses
8 Levees
9 No Sleep
10 Bonnie and Clyde
11 A-Okay
12 Night Shift
13 Cloudless Sky (Interlude)
14 Rx
15 5,000 Miles
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