Luyện nghe bài hát Icey

Yuh, la, la
It's just how I do you, ha-ah-ah
Mille make 'em pukey, ah-ah-ah
Gotta a tiny oochie, wah-wah-wah

Woah, I told her she got a Thug
Woah, Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets
Woah, I got a gun and a on me
Woah, I a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the stadium, won't need no
Woah, and I got and real nice teeth
Woah, bitch, like cocoa, the real ice tea
You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear
I done you for years, this shit still the same, I see
For now, I stanin' no Nike's (oh, oh, oh)
My bitch is a but she actin' like a Pisces

up, backwoods, not no Swishers switch up
We get up, her every fucking weekend
Catch up, Calamari then I want a
Woah-woah, I'ma fuck her she's purple Hoover
What up? You can't waste none of my time
I'm up, I got way too many
I'm up, you can ask my
Pourin' up dundee (pour up-up-up)
Put a ring 'round finger, charisma (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I twenty five thousand on your dresser (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told her ain't this cool, on Tesla (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dropped outta then pulled up in a Tesla (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
All my girlfriends are done (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I 'em baby "don't waste my time" (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put your on rocks, uh (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Woah, I told the bitch I icy teeth

Woah, I told her she got a wannabe
Woah, Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets
Woah, I got a gun and a on me
Woah, I a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the up in Givenchy
Woah, I the stadium, won't need no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and real nice
Woah, bitch, like Cocoa, the real ice tea
Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
I done you for years, this shit still the same, I see
For now, I ain't no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)
My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a

Rag talk, oh, yeah, the first time I bought a watch, oh,
Mad flossin', oh, yeah, your got mad sauce, oh, yeah
Spin the block, oh, yeah, the are dodgin' shots, oh, yeah
Big dawg, oh, yeah, but they won't let me take a fall, oh,
Gucci socks, oh, yeah, watch, oh, yeah
Jimmy Choo heel, it's her birthday, shots, oh, yeah
sayin' it's her birthday, keep it on the rocks, oh, yeah
Audemar, oh, yeah, match the buss count, oh,

Yuh, la, la
It's funny how I do you, ha-ah-ah
Richard make 'em pukey, ah-ah-ah
a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah

Woah, I told her she got a Thug
Woah, Demon and I'm tearin' up the streets
Woah, I got a gun and a on me
Woah, I tote a new bag on me
Woah, I the bitch up in Givenchy
Woah, I the stadium, won't need no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and nice teeth
Woah, bitch, brown like Cocoa, the ice tea
You're heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
I left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
For now, I ain't stanin' no (oh-oh-oh)
My bitch is a Virgo but she like a Pisces
Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
I done left you for years, shit still the same, I see
For now, I ain't no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)
My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a