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Icy I-C-Y
- Hatin’ ass hoes get clowned by me
- I’m so dope, make a K 9 sit down by me
- Stay lit ’cause I live where the spotlight be
- Bad bitch, make him spin that block twice for me
- Pull up like, “Where the fuck the bag at?”
- Broke bitch talkin’, I just point and laugh at that
- You won’t see me stuck in traffic, bitch, FastTrak
- Sexy white girl, thick thighs, ass fat fat
- Gold on my neck, both wrists stay flashin’
- He ain’t got no money, I don’t know what he askin’
- I don’t do broke and I don’t do average
- If I want that shit, bitch, I go and grab it
- I’m S O, S O I C Y
- They say I’m too cold, shit, that might be why
- From the North to the South to the Eastside
- Yellow Camaro, black stripe, watch me slide
- [Hook]
- S O, S O icy
- Wrist game cold, neck look pricey
- S O, S O icy
- White girl turn the whole damn function hyphy
- Big bag, big ass, bitch, that’s me
- Hatin’ ass hoes get clowned for free
- When I hit the room, all eyes on CeCe
- Spell that shit out, I C Y
- [Verse 2]
- I ain’t gotta yell, bitch, the pressure speak
- Walk through clean, make the whole room peek
- She been watchin’ all night, now she studyin’ me
- Tell that bitch take notes, tuition ain’t free
- I got mouthpiece game and a hustler walk
- Bay bitch pretty but I still talk raw
- I don’t argue online, I don’t subtweet hoes
- If it’s really that deep, bitch, everybody knows
- He came with her, still tryna get chose
- She lookin’ at me, I’m like, “Girl, control yours”
- I don’t want your nigga, but he want this
- That ain’t my fault, bitch, tighten your grip
- Money on my mind, got motion in reach
- Phone stay ringin’ every day of the week
- C E C E, put respect on that
- Icy Rain season, bitch, remember the tag
- [Breakdown]
- Who got the bag?
- Icy!
- Who got ’em mad?
- Icy!
- Who got the whole damn club yellin’ back?
- Icy!
- Who pull up clean in that yellow Camaro?
- Icy!
- Who got the Bay goin’ dumb when it slap?
- Icy!
- S O, S O
- Bitch, you know the rest
- [Verse 3]
- I’m outside, bitch, I ain’t hidin’ from shit
- Still pretty, still paid, still talkin’ my shit
- Still walk through the door make a bitch feel sick
- Still leave with the bag, that’s a hell of a trick
- I don’t need validation, I know what I’m worth
- Been through enough shit, still came out first
- Got ice in my veins and game in my purse
- Every time they count me out, I come back worse
- Bay in my walk, got slang in my speech
- I don’t gotta reach, bitch, the game reach me
- If I say it’s mine, then the shit gon’ be
- Ain’t no bitch out here doin’ CeCe like CeCe
- So when that bass hit hard and the sideshow spin
- Throw your S O, S O ICY
- Icy Rain, AKA CeCe
- [Intro]
- Icy Rain
- CeCe
- Bay shit
- You already know what time it is
- Brrr!
- [Hook]
- S O, S O icy
- Wrist game cold, neck look pricey
- S O, S O icy
- White girl turn the whole damn function hyphy
- Big bag, big ass, bitch, that’s me
- Hatin’ ass hoes get clowned for free
- When I hit the room, all eyes on CeCe
- Spell that shit out, I C Y
- I C Y!
- I C Y!
- Say it two times when you talk ’bout me
- I C Y!
- I C Y!
- Bay Area bitch, cold naturally
- [Verse 1]
- Hatin’ ass hoes get clowned by me
- I’m so dope, make a K 9 sit down by me
- Stay lit ’cause I live where the spotlight be
- Bad bitch, make him spin that block twice for me
- Pull up like, “Where the fuck the bag at?”
- Broke bitch talkin’, I just point and laugh at that
- You won’t see me stuck in traffic, bitch, FastTrak
- Sexy white girl, thick thighs, ass fat fat
- Gold on my neck, both wrists stay flashin’
- He ain’t got no money, I don’t know what he askin’
- I don’t do broke and I don’t do average
- If I want that shit, bitch, I go and grab it
- I’m S O, S O I C Y
- They say I’m too cold, shit, that might be why
- From the North to the South to the Eastside
- Yellow Camaro, black stripe, watch me slide
- [Hook]
- S O, S O icy
- Wrist game cold, neck look pricey
- S O, S O icy
- White girl turn the whole damn function hyphy
- Big bag, big ass, bitch, that’s me
- Hatin’ ass hoes get clowned for free
- When I hit the room, all eyes on CeCe
- Spell that shit out, I C Y
- [Verse 2]
- I ain’t gotta yell, bitch, the pressure speak
- Walk through clean, make the whole room peek
- She been watchin’ all night, now she studyin’ me
- Tell that bitch take notes, tuition ain’t free
- I got mouthpiece game and a hustler walk
- Bay bitch pretty but I still talk raw
- I don’t argue online, I don’t subtweet hoes
- If it’s really that deep, bitch, everybody knows
- He came with her, still tryna get chose
- She lookin’ at me, I’m like, “Girl, control yours”
- I don’t want your nigga, but he want this
- That ain’t my fault, bitch, tighten your grip
- Money on my mind, got motion in reach
- Phone stay ringin’ every day of the week
- C E C E, put respect on that
- Icy Rain season, bitch, remember the tag
- [Breakdown]
- Who got the bag?
- Icy!
- Who got ’em mad?
- Icy!
- Who got the whole damn club yellin’ back?
- Icy!
- Who pull up clean in that yellow Camaro?
- Icy!
- Who got the Bay goin’ dumb when it slap?
- Icy!
- S O, S O
- Bitch, you know the rest
- [Verse 3]
- I’m outside, bitch, I ain’t hidin’ from shit
- Still pretty, still paid, still talkin’ my shit
- Still walk through the door make a bitch feel sick
- Still leave with the bag, that’s a hell of a trick
- I don’t need validation, I know what I’m worth
- Been through enough shit, still came out first
- Got ice in my veins and game in my purse
- Every time they count me out, I come back worse
- Bay in my walk, got slang in my speech
- I don’t gotta reach, bitch, the game reach me
- If I say it’s mine, then the shit gon’ be
- Ain’t no bitch out here doin’ CeCe like CeCe
- So when that bass hit hard and the sideshow spin
- Throw your
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