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riven - shawty iced up❄️ lyrics
[intro: riven]
iced up_iced up_iced up_ice_ice_iced up shawty, yeah she like it when we nasty
lean got me slow, but my life is gettin’ fast_
ice_iced up shawty, yeah she like it when we nasty
lean got me slow, but my life is gettin’ faster
[verse 1: riven]
izak made this one
b_tch you put me through some pain
i will never wife you, i put that sh_t on my gang
that b_tch said she love me, she don’t even know my name
hoe gеt out my face, [?], now
[?] ice [?]
f_ckin’ with my gang, you pay the price
thought you was nicе, you may be my wife
you said we would work, i said that’s a lie
iced up shawty, yeah she like it when we nasty
lean got me slow, but my life is gettin’ faster
thought that we was good, then this sh_t turned to disaster
i’m on another chapter, but it didn’t matter
iced up shawty, yeah she like it when we nasty
lean got me slow, but my life is gettin’ faster
thought that we was good, then this sh_t turned to disaster
i’m on another chapter, but it didn’t matter
[verse 2: lil kazuya]
iced up shawty, yeah her diamonds lookin’ glassy
(they lookin’ glassy)
ayy, run up on me, imma blast it (and imma blast it)
ayy, big ass .40 in my apple [?] (it’s in my [?])
i was juggin’ sellin’ fake [?] (ayy, [?])
no hill figure but i tote the tommy (but i tote the tommy)
ayy, expensive clothin’, all i do is rock designer (all i rock designer)
uh, skateboard b_tch, how she grindin’ on me (man she grindin’ on me)
i am not p_ssy, b_tch i got it on me (b_tch i got it on me)
ha, f_ck this b_tch then fade away just like i’m kobe (ayy, just like i’m kobe)
uh, pistol like a memory card ’cause i’m reloadin’
i remember sellin’ n_ggas fake jordans (sellin’ fake jordans)
huh, now i’m on grailed sellin’ fake gucci (sellin’ fake gucci)
huh, i took a xanny now i’m feelin’ stupid (now i’m feelin’ stupid)
huh, i just want top, b_tch i hate coochie (b_tch i hate coochie)
huh, i be on the block with a small uzi (small uzi)
huh, small uzi, big clip like a movie
huh
[verse 3: don $uave]
yeah_yeah i’m f_ckin’ ganged up
they don’t like the kid ’cause i don’t f_ck with strangers
really in the field like a motherf_ckin’ raider
b_tches drippin’ wet, see the p_ssy got vapor
see me with my big clip, test me it gon get lit
run off with your b_tch then, imma give her this d_ck
i ain’t really trippin’, over these women
opp up on my block, sqeeze triggers like lemons
$uave at a party, f_ckin’ on a thotty
xanny in my hand now_now it’s in my body
bape up on my torso, 40 on the scoreboard
actin’ like the kid kid, they ain’t really bros though
yeah, shoot_shooters on the low low
yeah, get_get it on the low low
yeah, pull_pull out of that hoe though
yeah, they_they ain’t want no smoke bro
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