Luyện nghe bài hát Icey

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

Woah, I told her she got a wannabe
Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the
Woah, I got a gun and a on me
Woah, I tote a new bag on me
Woah, I the bitch up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the stadium, won't no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and nice teeth
Woah, bitch, brown cocoa, the real ice tea
You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' Nike's
I done you for years, this shit still the same, I see
For now, I stanin' no Nike's (oh, oh, oh)
My is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces

Twist up, backwoods, not no Swishers up
We get up, fuck her every fucking
Catch up, Calamari then I a cougar
Woah-woah, I'ma her 'til she's purple Hoover
What up? You can't waste of my time bitch
I'm up, I got way too money
I'm up, you can ask my
up this dundee (pour up-up-up)
Put a ring 'round your finger, (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I left twenty thousand on your dresser (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told her ain't this cool, on like (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dropped outta then pulled up in a Tesla (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
All my are real done (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told 'em "don't waste my time" (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put ring on rocks, uh (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Woah, I told the bitch I want icy

Woah, I told her she got a Thug
Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm up the streets
Woah, I got a gun and a on me
Woah, I a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the stadium, won't need no
Woah, and I got cadence and real teeth
Woah, bitch, brown Cocoa, the real ice tea
You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' Nike's
I done left you for years, this shit the same, I see
For now, I stanin' no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)
My bitch is a Virgo but she like a Pisces

Rag talk, oh, yeah, the first time I a watch, oh, yeah
Mad flossin', oh, yeah, your nigga got mad sauce, oh,
Spin the block, oh, yeah, the are dodgin' shots, oh, yeah
Big dawg, oh, yeah, but they won't let me take a fall, oh,
Gucci socks, oh, yeah, Fendi watch, oh,
Jimmy Choo heel, it's her birthday, shots, oh, yeah
Shawty it's her birthday, keep it on the rocks, oh, yeah
Audemar, oh, yeah, match the count, oh, yeah

Yuh, la, la
It's just how I do you, ha-ah-ah
Richard Mille 'em pukey, ah-ah-ah
a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah

Woah, I told her she got a wannabe
Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm up the streets
Woah, I got a gun and a on me
Woah, I a brand new bag on me
Woah, I the bitch up in Givenchy
Woah, I the stadium, won't need no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and real nice
Woah, bitch, brown like Cocoa, the ice tea
You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' Nike's
I done you for years, this shit still the same, I see
For now, I ain't no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)
My bitch is a Virgo but she like a Pisces
You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear
I done left you for years, shit still the same, I see
For now, I ain't stanin' no (oh-oh-oh)
My bitch is a Virgo but she like a Pisces