Young Thug – Icey (Official Music Audio)

Lyrics for “Icey” performed by Young Thug

It’s just funny how I do you, ah-ah
Richard Mille make ’em pukey, ah-ah
Gotta a tiny booty oochie, ah-ah-ah

Woah, I told her she a thug wannabe
Woah, demon here can’t get his head out the streets
Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the b**ch up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the stadium, won’t need no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah, b**ch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea

You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon’ wear Nike’s
I done left you for years, this s**t still the same I see
For now, I ain’t stanin’ no Nike’s
My b**ch is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Pisces

Twist up, backwoods, not no Swishers switch up
We get up, f**k her every f**king weekend
Catch up, calamari then I want a cougar
Woah-woah, I’ma f**k her ’til she’s purple Hoover
What up, you can’t waste none of my time b**ch
I’m up, I got way too many money
I’m up, you can ask my Mommy
Pourin’ up this dundee

Put a ring ’round your finger, charisma
I left twenty five thousand on your dresser
I told her ain’t this cool, on like Tesla
Dropped outta school then pulled up in a Tesla
All my girlfriends are real done
I told ’em baby don’t waste my ..
I put your ring on rocks
Woah, I told the b**ch I want icy teeth

Woah, I told her she a thug wannabe
Woah, demon here can’t get his head out the streets
Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the b**ch up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the steady, won’t need no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah, b**ch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea

You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon’ wear Nike’s
I done left you for years, this s**t still the same I see
For now, I ain’t stanin’ no Nike’s versuri.online
My b**ch is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Pisces

Rag talk, oh yeah, the first time I bought a watch, oh yeah
Mad flossin’, oh yeah, your n**ga got mad sauce, oh yeah
Spin the block, oh yeah, the kids are dodgin’ shots, oh yeah
Big dawg, oh yeah, but they won’t let me take a fall, oh yeah

Gucci socks, oh yeah, Fendi watch, oh yeah
Jimmy .. has a birthday sendin’ shots, oh yeah
Shawty sayin’ it’s her birthday, keep it on the rocks, oh yeah
Audemar, oh yeah, match the buss count, oh yeah

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

Woah, I told her she a thug wannabe
Woah, demon here can’t get his head out the streets
Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the b**ch up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the stadium, won’t need no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah, b**ch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea

You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon’ wear Nike’s
I done left you for years, this s**t still the same I see
For now, I ain’t stanin’ no Nike’s
My b**ch is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Pisces
You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon’ wear Nike’s
I done left you for years, this s**t still the same I see
For now, I ain’t stanin’ no Nike’s
My b**ch is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Pisces…

➤ Produced by Wheezy & Keyyz
Album: On the Rvn
Young Thug 2018

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