Lyrics Icy (feat. Young Jeezy & Boo) - Gucci Mane feat. Young Jeezy & Boo
I'm
icy,
I'm
icy,
I'm
icy,
I'm
icy
I'm
icy,
I'm
icy,
I'm
icy,
I'm
icy
All
these
girls
excited
Ooh,
ya
know
they
like
it
I'm
so
icy,
so
icy
Girl,
don't
try
to
fight
it
All
yo
friends
invited
I'm
so
icy,
so
icy
Got
a
house
around
my
neck
and
my
wrist
on
chill
Any
given
time,
250
in
ya
grill
(A
quarter
million?)
All
I
do
is
talk
shit
You
can
even
add
a
couple
grand
for
my
outfit
You
betta
act
like
ya
know
man
In
my
hood
they
call
me
Jeezy,
the
Snowman
Ya
get
it?
Get
it?
Jeezy,
the
Snowman
I'm
iced
out,
plus
I
got
snow,
man
Let
it
marinate,
y'all
niggaz
is
slow
man
(Slow
man)
(Mane,
what
the
fuck
y'all,
yo
dumb
ass)
I
used
to
get
nineteen
for
a
beat
Call
me
Ginuwine,
the
same
'ol
G
('Ol
G)
I'm
the
shit
biatch,
I
need
toilet
paper
(Damn)
And
some
air
freshener
nigga,
fuck
a
hata
These
niggaz
don't
like
me
I'm
wit
the
Gucci
Mane
and
I'm
so
icy
All
these
girls
excited
Ooh,
ya
know
they
like
it
I'm
so
icy,
so
icy
Girl,
don't
try
to
fight
it
All
yo
friends
invited
I'm
so
icy,
so
icy
She
diggin'
my
fit,
she
think
I'm
the
shit
Is
this
a
chain
on
my
neck
or
the
watch
in
my
wrist?
Maybe
the
ice
in
my
ear
or
my
bracelet
But
she
look
like
the
type
that
could
take
a
dick
Young
Gucci
Mane,
don't
kiss
me,
baby
You
can
kiss
my
chain,
ya
gotta
be
a
dime
piece
Just
to
look
at
the
rocks
in
my
time
piece
I
come
through
in
a
drop
top
Jag
Or
old
school
Chevy
wit
the
antique
tags
My
pocket's
so
heavy
that
I
can't
walk
steady
Niggaz
coppin'
ice,
we
done
done
it
already
Got
a
gold
grill
but
it's
not
from
Eddie
I
ride
big
Chevys
'cause
a
nigga
ain't
petty
I'm
icy,
so
motherfuckin'
snowed
up
Lil'
kids
wanna
be
like
Gucci
when
they
grow
up
Me,
Jeezy
and
Boo,
we
ain't
hatin'
Pussy
nigga
'gon
and
do
what
you
do
'Cause
we
icy,
so
icy,
we
icy,
so
icy
All
these
girls
excited
Ooh,
ya
know
they
like
it
I'm
so
icy,
so
icy
Girl,
don't
try
to
fight
it
All
yo
friends
invited
I'm
so
icy,
so
icy
I'm
hoppin'
out
the
Range
wit
the
seats
piped
out
You
can
still
see
my
chain
even
when
the
lights
out
'Cause
that's
how
monsters
do
it
Spit
a
lil'
game
give
'em
that
flosser
music
I'm
the
man
from
the
C
H
I
These
lames
runnin'
'round
thinkin'
they
so
fly
Got
a
lil'
buzz
but
Boo
been
too
high
I'm
pullin'
hoes
in
the
club
and
I
don't
even
try
I
guess
when
she
glance
at
my
wrist,
she
wanna
get
my
dick
I
tell
her
holla
at
Jeezy
if
ya
wanna
pop
Cris
Get
at
Gucci
Mane
'cause
he
on
some
lil'
shit
And
you
know
I'm
in
the
cut,
grippin'
my
4/5
Like
let
a
nigga
trip,
naw,
we
ain't
runnin'
We
just
takin'
all
ya
chicks,
buyin'
drinks,
gettin'
blunted
Groupies,
show
you
how
to
do
this,
son
We
throwin'
out
hundreds
while
you
savin'
them
ones
I
got
so
many
rocks
on
my
chain
and
watch
I
know
I'm
the
shit,
my
chain
hang
down
to
my
dick
I
know
I'm
the
bomb,
just
look
at
my
charms
I
know
I'm
the
shit,
my
chain
hang
down
to
my
dick
All
these
girls
excited
Ooh,
ya
know
they
like
it
I'm
so
icy,
so
icy
Girl,
don't
try
to
fight
it
All
yo
friends
invited
I'm
so
icy,
so
icy
I'm
so
icy
Look
at
my
charms
My
chain
hang
down
to
my
dick
1 Icy
2 Outro
3 Go Head (feat. Mac Bre-Z)
4 Go Head
5 Damn Shawty
6 Damn Shawty
7 Hustle
8 Corner Cuttin'
9 Corner Cuttin'
10 Black Tee (feat. Bun B, Lil Scrappy, Young Jeezy, Killa Mike & Jody Breeze)
11 Black Tee
12 Pyrex Pot
13 Lawnmower Man
14 Go Head
15 That's My Hood
16 Money Don't Matter
17 Money Don't Matter
18 Two Thangs
19 Icy (feat. Young Jeezy & Boo)
20 Icy
21 Booty Shorts
22 That's All
23 Independent Balling Like a Major #1
24 Independent Balling Like a Major #2
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