Blade Icewood

Blade Icewood - Boy Would U lyrics

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[ Talking: Blade ]

Man, These Fake Ass Niggaz Always Out Here Perpin'

Man, We Gotta Make A Song Strictly For These.....Fake Ass Niggaz

Detroit Remix, Booooooooooooooy Would Ya'll


[ Verse 1: G-Rock ]

All These Rappers Rapping Bout How The Got That Work

How The Fuck U Niggaz Working When U Always At Work

Boy Would Ya'll, I Ball, Like Them Cats At Rucker

The Streets Is How I Eat 'Em A Living Legend Muah Fucka

From Dirty Dirty Dizzy, Ask About G-Rizzie

Twerkin, Workin, Never Perpin, Weighing Up On The Skizzy

Young Nigga, I Got Workers Bringin Down My Bags

It Ain't Hard To Pop A Nigga And Break Down That Mag 

Toss It, Bosses, I Got Box Full Of Guns

Got A Ox-Cadet, Like That Nigga Tommy Gunz

Tons Whatever, Least The Tons Lil Chedda

Game I'm Ahead Of, Hollows When U Can Find A Thousand Or Betta

Boy Would Ya'll


[ Hook ]

Booooooooy (Boss And Get This Money)

Would U (Boss And Get This Money)

Booooooooy (Boss And Get This Money)

Would U (Get This Money) (Get This Money, Nigga)

Booooooooy (Boss And Get This Money)

Would U (Boss And Get This Money)

Booooooooy (Boss And Get This Money)

(Get This Money) (Get This Money)


[ Verse 2: Blade ]

They Was Like Boooooooooy, Would You Do A Remix

With Sona Balona, Get Blowed With A Freak Bitch

My Phone Won't Stop Ringing, Jewels Won't Stop Gleaming

Clock G's, Park Trees Out Of Drop V's (Bitch)

Betta Boss Up And Get This Money

The Clique Stopped In Chinchillas, But Still Got Old School Minks

And When The Spot Get Hot, We Set Up Shop In Another Hood

Come Up With The Lowest Ticket, So It's All Good

Weather, East Or West Got The Streetlord Loving

Put A Slug, In A Thug, If He Do Too Much Mugging

I'm Rich, I Got That Thang On Me When We Clubbing

Plus I'm Fifty Deep, Get Yo Ass Stomped With A Hundred Feet

Dirty Glove, STL, We Run The Streets, (Bitch)

Boss Up And Get This Money


[ Verse 3: O-Dolla ]

I Fucks With Icewood, I Put The Mix In This Tapes

Then It's Back To The Kitchen Gotta Mix Me A Cake

Catch Me Off In Hotlanta, With The Michigan Flakes

Pushing Keys Like Pianos, On A Mission For Pay

We Get Dough Round Here, All My Niggaz Is Straight

O Just Pulled Up In That Quarter To Eight

U Niggaz Still Counting Bags, We Hit The Border For Weight

Plus I Heard Yall's Going Half On A Quarter Of Cake

Boy Would They....Please Boss Up

These Niggaz Is Probably Mad, They Need To Catch Up


[ Hook ]


[ Verse 4: Blade & G-Rock ]

[ B ] Yo Fake Ass Got A Minute Phone, Never Got No Minutes

Claim You Got A Spot But Never Got No Work Up In It

[ G ] Boy, Those Ain't Spree Wells, How Yo Wheels Still Spinning

Nigga U Ain't A Streetlord How Yo Team Still Winning (U Ain't Know)

[ B ] U Sinning Round Here If Ya Bank Ain't Right

[ G ] Bank Ain't Light

[ B ] Doing My Dance While I'm Drunk In The Hype

[ G ] I'm At The Flight Froze

[ B ] I'm Sporting Platinum

[ G ] We Rose Gold, We Both Pros At This

[ B ] And Bossin Up On These Hoes

[ G ] I'm Bossin Up Fa Real, A Half Mill On The Crib

It's A Beautiful Thing, U Should See Where I Live

[ B ] Boooooy, That Bent With The Rims And Tint

Wood Grain Staring Wheel, To Mach The Seats And The Vent

[ G ] We 'Bout Dollars

[ B ] Make Cents Don't It

[ G ] Coupe's With The Six On It, Rubens With The Emp's On It

[ B ] We'll Blaze U If U Run Up On Us

[ G ] It's Mr. Lee Iacocca

[ B ] And I'm The Mayor Of The Mitten

[ B & G] Ya'll Niggaz Ain't Bossin Up, Ya'll Bullshittin (Bitch)


[ Hook ]
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