Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane - So Icey Pt 2 lyrics
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Many screw up in this bitch dropping cash on it, cash on it Watch so sick, my chain so sick that all my ... I fall soon in a big zippy day that all my cuffs got scratches on ‘em Who’s your bitch? She’s super retched, keep that getting lock, waiting to break it Hood nigga, I’m super classy, she can’t pass no beauty pageant But she got stupid ass and my gas against the package Head it to that package stole, I had to drop off that extra baggage 45 oh, look at them racks, oh yeah my pass got ... Grew up in this bitch, pull a do-up in this bitch And I’m bringing track round back in hip hop in this bitch As I pushed up with my walling stuff I had to go get some blunt squeeze Call me Gucci Mane, Gucci two times But I only can fuck you once, bitch All my niggas got money on ‘em Couple these niggas got warrants on ‘em All these niggas got pistols on ‘em Your hoe got her eyes on ‘em All these niggas got pending charges All these niggas got suspended licenses All my niggas got stupid goons And all my niggas be super icy Super, super duper icy Walking, wanna change air like lightning Yo, slip on looking at them Caught you emotional, looking frightened I just bought you 100 pounds I’mma need me some Philly tigers I think I should cop it right ‘Cause half of these niggas out here be biting Gucci Mane cool and the boy go fool But I swear to God, man, I don’t like it When I see the lid I’mma shoot ‘em all Better bring your gun and leave your knife Take my advice out Nigga, make my day, don’t see your night Nigga, pray every day before you leave your house Get killed in your boots ‘cause you like that light Gucci Mane love them dirty nigga All my niggas talk dirty pistols, in your chair in 30 minutes Seeing them smoke 200 swishers Get to the club like beating niggas, pushing against 200 pistols Life full of product, got a pocket full of money And that goddamn bitch gonna yank it quicker Grew up in this bitch, pull a do-up in this bitch And I’m bringing track round back in hip hop in this bitch As I pushed up with my walling stuff I had to go get some blunt squeeze Call me Gucci Mane, Gucci two times But I only can fuck you once, bitch All my niggas got money on ‘em Couple these niggas got warrants on ‘em All these niggas got pistols on ‘em Your hoe got her eyes on ‘em All these niggas got pending charges All these niggas got suspended licenses All my niggas got stupid goons And all my niggas be super icy Call me Gucci Mane, Gucci two times But I only can fuck you once, bitch