Luyện nghe bài hát Icey

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

Woah, I her she got a Thug wannabe
Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm 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 real teeth
Woah, bitch, brown cocoa, the real ice tea
Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
I done left you for years, this shit the same, I see
For now, I stanin' no Nike's (oh, oh, oh)
My is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces

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

Woah, I her she got a Thug wannabe
Woah, Demon 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, need no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and nice teeth
Woah, bitch, brown Cocoa, the real ice tea
You're heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
I done left you for years, this 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 I bought a watch, oh, yeah
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,
socks, oh, yeah, Fendi watch, oh, yeah
Jimmy Choo heel, it's her birthday, shots, oh, yeah
Shawty sayin' her birthday, keep it on the rocks, oh, yeah
Audemar, oh, yeah, the buss count, oh, yeah

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

Woah, I her she got a Thug wannabe
Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the
Woah, I got a gun and a on me
Woah, I tote a new bag on me
Woah, I beat the bitch up in
Woah, I bought the stadium, need no seats
Woah, and I got and real nice teeth
Woah, bitch, like Cocoa, the real ice tea
You're Louboutin heels, you never 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 actin' a Pisces
You're Louboutin heels, you gon' wear Nike's
I done left you for years, 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