Текст песни White Ice - Trayce Chapman
Different
colors
like
Xylophone
Cop
them
bitches
we
dont
try
em
on
Been
100
bitch
Im
player
made
How
I'm
staying
Icy
in
this
fire
storm?
Purple
suede
where
you
put
your
feet
Living
lavish
if
you
ride
with
me
But
all
she
know
is
city
lights
and
fire
weed
I
can
give
you
glimpes
if
you
tryna
see
For
niggas
thinking
I
aint
have
it
I'm
always
with
the
flame
like
a
addict
Triple
yellow
trim
on
the
features
She
done
matted
out
the
wagon
2pm
in
Calabasas
real
niggas
made
it
happen
Bitches
on
the
kid
like
I
was
El
DeBarge
Aston
Martin
aspirations
you
aint
living
large
You
aint
aint
thinking
big
enough
aint
got
the
vision
for
it
I'm
with
a
pretty
little
broad
resemble
Rita
Ora
we
them
boys
Different
colors
like
Xylophone
Cop
them
bitches
we
dont
try
em
on
Been
100
bitch
Im
player
made
How
I'm
staying
Icy
in
this
fire
storm?
Purple
suede
where
you
put
your
feet
Living
lavish
if
you
ride
with
me
But
all
she
know
is
city
lights
and
fire
weed
I
can
give
you
glimpses
if
you
tryna
see
Vito
Corleone
D'usse
in
my
cup
You
just
Pacino
for
this
moment
you
can
be
my
son
Godfather
vibes
when
I
wrote
these
lines
I
was
on
a
beach
in
Mississippi
gettin
stupid
high
Lavish
nigga
you
aint
never
seen
the
granite
floors
Goin
harder
doing
numbers
we
just
beat
the
storm
Stupid
Icy
George
Gervin
in
a
fire
storm
Living
out
your
dreams
pinky
rings
on
the
iron
board
Different
colors
like
Xylophone
Cop
them
bitches
we
dont
try
em
on
Been
100
bitch
Im
player
made
How
I'm
staying
Icy
in
this
fire
storm?
Purple
suede
where
you
put
your
feet
Living
lavish
if
you
ride
with
me
But
all
she
know
is
city
lights
and
fire
weed
I
can
give
you
glimpses
if
you
tryna
see
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