paroles de chanson Ice - Lil Prada

Yeah

Let's get it

On shorty

You ever got head on a flight
30k for my chain that shit light
He a straight bitch got robbed for his pipe
Spent another 20 on my Rollie Im hyped
So use to shit barley post what I buy
When I ain't in the field Im up in the sky
Private jet came with wifi
Nigga play with me he go die
Might buy a rolls truck just to recline
She been tryna fuck me for a long time
I really be busy I gotta make time
Ex bitch a bug had to change my line
Same shit different city I be up all night
Told my jeweler I got 50k put me on ice
Walk up stretch gang caught him lacking shooting dice
You aint getting in my car girl you aint my type

Told the lil goofy bitch dont twerk on my pipe
Lil bro hot head he gone kill him on sight
Try to slide on us better off on ice
My boys go nuts we slide on mice
Yeah 12 hot as fuck shorty tuck yo pipe
I step in designer Im to rich to buy mikes
We ah strike like a Bic in kill you on a bike
I do street shit cuz that's what I like
Fucking racks off aint no more ebt
Long live hot head I miss meechie
Ate that bitch from the back taste like Fiji
Dont try to rob me cuz I keep a glizzy
That's your aunt tee i tour up her kidney
She tried cuff me that hoe tried to pin me
Cut that hoe off cuz that was offending
Bought a Burberry belt fuck the fendi
Bring a hunny bun out if you temp me
Then throw that shit all over her titty
This ain't new 4nem been had the city
When I'm out of town my niggas miss me

You ever got head on a flight
30k for my chain that shit light
He a straight bitch got robbed for his pipe
Spent another 20 on my Rollie Im hyped
So use to shit barley post what I buy
When I aint in the field Im up in the sky
Private jet came with wifi
Nigga play with me he go die
Might buy a rolls truck just to recline
She been tryna fuck me for a long time
I really be busy I gotta make time
Ex bitch a bug had to change my line
Same shit different city I be up all night
Told my jeweler I got 50k put me on ice
Walk up stretch gang caught him lacking shooting dice
You ain't getting in my car girl you aint my type