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gucci mane - ice lyrics
[intro: gucci mane]
it’s gucci
huh
it’s droptop
[chorus: gucci mane]
go
n-gg-s say no cap, but they be pretending
facetiming my jeweller, ask him what i’m spending (d-mn)
take a couple seats ’cause this’ a couple tickets (facts)
i never lie to kick it, murder, robber, not convicted
they say i’m filthy rich, i told the judge, ‘yeah, i’m guilty’
f-ck my baby mama, i can’t let no b-tch extort me (no)
all this ice i’m rocking, pray to god they don’t deport me (ice)
fightin, what the f-ck, zone 6 n-gg- worth a fortune
[verse 1: gunna]
cut the zo6, then i set it on some forgi’s
natural [?] came from italy, my manager got it imported (on god)
we done set the scene, f-cked the hoes and call us [?] (d-mn)
paint the rover truck [?] blue, me and bae ridin’ round slauson
that sh-t i sell for 6 m’s, b-tch can’t tell me nothing
my new b-tch look like k kim, -ss fat with no stomach
all about the cake, yeah, [?]
all my foreigns go fast, yeah, drive [?] like [?] (skrt)
my wrist cost a hunnid and my life, so i count it
used to rock out [?], now i mike amerie on sundays
f-ck her and keep her comin, got that p-ssy wet, running
spend a whole bag in london, man, i done got really used to this money
[chorus: gucci mane]
go
n-gg-s say no cap, but they be pretending
facetiming my jeweller, ask him what i’m spending (d-mn)
take a couple seats ’cause this’ a couple tickets (facts)
i never lie to kick it, murder, robber, not convicted
they say i’m filthy rich, i told the judge, ‘yeah, i’m guilty’
f-ck my baby mama, i can’t let no b-tch extort me (no)
all this ice i’m rocking, pray to god they don’t deport me (ice)
fightin, what the f-ck, zone 6 n-gg- worth a fortune
[verse 2: lil baby]
i come from the trenches, now i’m ridin’ in a foreign
baby mama textin’ paragraphs, i ignored it
and i ran a m up off a freestyle with no chorus
the drip sh-t, i pour it, the h-llcat, i floor it (skrt)
they was hatin’ on me, hit the dealership and crushed ’em
bankrolls too big, got me held up in customs
money is the answer every time she ask questions
i got superpowers, across the globe, i can touch ’em
that’s your girlfriend? i’m sorry, we’ve been f-cking
call her [?], come through like a bucket
i keep that effen, i go for nothing
if he out of line, get him dropped, end discussion
[chorus: gucci mane]
go
n-gg-s say no cap, but they be pretending
facetiming my jeweller, ask him what i’m spending (d-mn)
take a couple seats ’cause this’ a couple tickets (facts)
i never lie to kick it, murder, robber, not convicted
they say i’m filthy rich, i told the judge, ‘yeah, i’m guilty’
f-ck my baby mama, i can’t let no b-tch extort me (no)
all this ice i’m rocking, pray to god they don’t deport me (ice)
fightin, what the f-ck, zone 6 n-gg- worth a fortune
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