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King Roscoe – Icy Lyrics

Icy Lyrics – King Roscoe

Tory on the beat
Yeah, slatt, slatt, gang
Uh, uh, uh, cause’ I’m icy, make her wify

Cause’ I’m icy, I’mma make her wify
Bitch, don’t try me, I know you like me
Don’t lie yeah, yeah I’m trying
Cause’ I’m icy, I’mma make her wify
Bitch, don’t try me, I know you like me
Don’t lie yeah, yeah I’m trying

Standing up in the morning, when we fuck she gon’ moan yeah
Shoutout to Jason, nigga played me
And I got the sauce, I’m a mad man
Fly like I’m batman, y’all niggas wanna clap hands
Let’s just finish the fucking chapter, on god
Oh god, I just got a birkin bag and I’m shooting up to the stars

Yeah, they really tried to fuck with m
And I got a lil pump with me
Yo bitch wanna come with me
Uh fuck d up, sipppin’ on that lean got my lungs fucked up
And I got a benz truck
Fuckin’ on yo man’s yeah
Like when I’m on camera
With the bang, yeah
Uh, uh, turn up, turn up, turn up

Cause’ I’m icy, I’mma make her wify
Bitch, don’t try me, I know you like me
Don’t lie yeah, yeah I’m trying
Cause’ I’m icy, I’mma make her wify
Bitch, don’t try me, I know you like me
Don’t lie yeah, yeah I’m trying

Yessir, Tory on the beat
King of Da South, let’s go
Nova and Roscoe!