Up style Make you back that ass up, like Juvenile Crushed ice in my smile, live a lavish lifestyle And my freestyle, makes me so versatile On my feet crocodile, keep a low profile And
fried Let me be your tour guide, up the South and Northside And put the plex aside, we got the game hogg tied Hard-core and bonefied, our ice and piece
brutality without asking me I'm mad cause I was caught and reached for his license Cops pulls the gun [*fires*] and cold-iced him And I'm a victim of
no wit A bad bitch that won't blow dick It's like a rollie with no ice, a gamblin spot with no dice Like fuckin supermodel bitches and not bustin off
(feat. Lil' Romeo, Magic, Yungsta) [Hook] We roll tight whips, everyday Bentley, Lex, Mercedes, and Escalades We roll tight whips, everyday Hustlin
nothing, was so defenceless, Grief only and teardrops on face remained In a cold cell black angel rests - the mother Does not cry, cold as ice, which iced
her smoothly and others would cruse It was time for the youngster to speak She told him to stop running the streets and never loose his hunger for beats Make her number one and
down? Our bones are hardwired And we go dancing on the lake And sleds will carry us tonight And snowflakes will blow us on our way They slide to the sky Rainbow ice
the short cut puffin' on blunts, bustin off nuts The night type, love dime bitches and night life Casino dice sexy strip dancers and white ice I seen
took tha short cut puffin on blunts bustin off nuts The night type love dime bitches and night life Casino dice sexy strip Dancers and white ice I seen
the hoe out guaranteed I can fuck Wootay I'm tattooed and barred up Medallion iced up, Rolex bezelled up And my pinky ring is platinum plus Earrings be trillion cut And
guaranteed I can pluck Cause Wodie I'm tattooed and barred up Medallion iced up Rolex bezelled up And my pinky ring is platinum plus Earrings be trillion cut And
mention that I'm rich, but it'll slip I really whipped the Z doin' a hundred and thirty Come back doin 25 in a hunter Excursion Open mouth and it'll beam
Bunny This year forget the socks and the Christmas tree I got a Benz 1200 Ain't even hit the streetz I got a 3-way pager and a matching set Got an iced
with the flyest bitch These rims and ice (I love my shit) My baby, My Wife (Come hug me quick) See I duck on these niggas when I hold my thang And if
So nigga stop hatin' Get your shine on [x3] You know we gonna make it [Baby] In one you trust, the neighborhood is us And everything that I ride is 22s and up And
Gucci from head to toe and stunna my name Make winter weather and that's my thang I'm iced up nigga smoke pounds of dro And I'm labeled as a pimp and
is iced out, and Ceedi iced out Tiny-toe, big g, my rounds iced out And Exey icey hot, and busy is too We get money, spit ice, and wear gucci suits [
