Top Songs By Ice Cold G
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ice Cold G
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jimmy Mickle
Composer
Jimmy R Mickle JR
Songwriter
Lyrics
Guess what
I done had enough
YEA I'm really from the 80
You know I don't give a fuck
If **** keep on talking
Imma call they fucking bluff
**** might be humble but ill really
Fuck you up
Gotta chase this paper
You know I cant get enough
When A **** in the zone you know
That I can't be touched
**** feel pressure an I bet they
Pipes bust
**** said what
Shit brain rattling
Watch what you say cause these
**** be tattling
**** not loyal yea these ****
Reptilians
Can't fuck with her unless she built
Like A stallion
Look A **** up you know that I be
Jiggy
If they ain't real than you won't see em
With me
Cut that **** off if he flakey or he
Iffy
Allergic to the fake make my trigger
Finger itchy
I been chasing after millions
Won't you come an chase em with me
No love for no hater
Cause that shit is weak
No love for no goofy yea you gotta
Keep ya peace
Don't hit A **** up if its only for A
Need
Tired showing love cause these
**** be some geeks
Dick game mean tell that bitch to hit
Me
Not about A dollar than you cant get with
Me
You gotta watch ya friends so you
Gotta keep the blicky
I don't open backdoors cause snake
Was never in me
Gotta keep pimping gotta keep it drippy
Lil mama get loose
Show me you the truth
If she waste A **** time than she
Gotta get the boot
Yea **** need the loot
Said I'm talking bout green
If the bitch to nice than the bitch off
The team
Like my bitches pretty
But I like my bitches mean
Big airtime yea the zaza got me flying
If you get A bad vibe than you know
That **** lying
Bitch try play me imma have that hoe
Crying
Imma fuck up on her friend when she
Hit me not replying
Bitches be dubs
These **** be weird
Gotta run it up
Actions make it clear
I'm on the roof
These **** no where near
These **** only hate what
They mother fucking fear
If you never fucking clapped than you NEVER Was A peer
If A **** finger snap I could make you Disappear
**** like what
LIKE my name was thanos
Don't fuck with suckas real **** all that I Know
Rip Serg gotta show you love
Before I go to sleep you know I pray
For G thug
You know I miss Troy you know I miss
Maddie
Gotta get this cash money
So they stunting like they daddy
Would talk bout that hater but I wont
Bother
Same dna you only got one father
**** be my sons
Bitches be my daughters
When I used serve squares
Billy Jean I lit the block up
Versace on the face
Yea I call them pain blockers
Face by my waist
She just tryna mop the top up
Them **** be hating
Cause them **** lost
Don't put ya people on you really not A
Boss
Muscle outta the struggle
Win out A loss
Can't tell A **** shit
Gotta watch me ball
Really from the gutta
Yea I seen it all
Boss two times
Ice Cold or the Don
I had to stay down
Until I came along
Foot on they neck
I won't take that shit off
Need that fucking bag
Yea I really need it all
You going bust that bitch down
You going have to break me off
Been a hot boy since a **** was a
Youngin
680 baby yea you know them ****
Thuggin
You know we got it all **** what the fuck You Need
Zaza or the roxy or a liter of the
Lean
**** be hating cause you chase ya
Fucking dreams
Same **** broke **** turning into
Feinds
Why you mad at me
Got the same amount of hours
Just A lame **** that ain't got no
WIll Power
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680 Degrees
Written by: Jimmy R Mickle JR